The pitch-black claw was hook-shaped, glinting with a chilling light under the sun.
Only Elder Kong's eyes compared to it at this moment, those blood-red pupils exuding a terrifying murderous pressure, making it impossible for anyone to dare meet his gaze.
He didn't know what that purple light was just now, but the astonishing energy it contained made his heart tremble. However, fortunately, he had arrived here and wouldn't let the other side release it a second time!
His claws were capable of cutting through mountains.
Apart from those Mountain Guardian Demon Kings with naturally unyielding shells, no Demon Race member dared let him claw them.
This flying wooden ship, tearing it apart was very simple!
"Die!"
With another furious shout, the black claw descended.
But at this very moment, his expression suddenly froze.
