The Demon Wing Grand Roc was already fearful of the Profound Ice Divine Dragon.
Previously, in the Qianjiang, it transformed into a great Kun and was struck once, painfully revealing its true form and abandoning the pursuit of Shen Xuan.
At this moment, it was fully focused on True Master Primordial Fire, never expecting Shen Xuan to suddenly appear.
Moreover, he came with such momentum, imposing and majestic, directly targeting its weak spot.
A strong sense of danger instantly swept over its entire body.
The Demon Wing Grand Roc let out a sharp cry of shock and anger, its massive body dodging, while it retracted its left wing like a shield to block the side of its neck.
"Boom!"
The volatile cold iron rod smashed solidly onto the resilient wing.
An unimaginable force, carrying a bone-chilling cold, crashed fiercely.
"Screech!"
