Mo Wushen and the other fourteen individuals quickly arrived above the canyon.
Three Kings, two Nine-Star War Emperors, an Eight-Star War Emperor, and nine Seven-Star War Emperors. It was a formidable lineup.
However, looking down at the Fire Flood Dragon in the canyon, their faces were grim.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the eyebrows of the fifteen individuals rose in surprise as they scanned the canyon with incredulity.
"Where is the Elixir Flame?"
"Where have you hidden the Elixir Flame?"
Finally, all fifteen of them simultaneously looked at the Fire Flood Dragon, their faces full of anger.
What's going on? Qin Feiyang and Fatty exchanged perplexed glances.
SWOOSH!
Meanwhile, the Fire Flood Dragon also lifted its head to look at Mo Wushen and the others, its huge pupils shining with a terrifyingly fierce light.
"Speak quickly!" the brawny man shouted harshly. "Or else I'll skin you alive, rip out your tendons, chop you into pieces, and deep-fry you!"
