The Dragon Turtle roared on Di Mountain, a heart-wrenching and mournful scream.
Such scenes on this battlefield were not the first time; over thirty million years, Dragon Turtles have died one after another, and now it's Wen Zu's turn...
Roar!
Roar——
On Di Mountain, a Golden Toad struggled, trying to come back to life, wanting to rush out in front of Di Mountain, but it simply couldn't, as Di Mountain trapped it like a quagmire...
Wen Zu glanced at the Di Mountain behind him, looked at Mingzu who had been dragged underground, looked at his roaring tribesmen, and a smile appeared on his lips...
Wenhua soared into the sky!
Facing death is all there is, what do Dragon Turtles fear!
As he was prepared to sacrifice himself, a turtle claw suddenly reached out from the void, pushing all his cultural essence down.
Wen Zu was stunned, hearing a Dragon Turtle's cold snort: "Seeking death!"
The turtle claw flipped and slapped down on the zombie giant's head.
Boom!
