The three dragon heads in a pinyin shape came down biting fiercely. Mingzu remained unmoving like a mountain, stepping on the North Underworld, which appeared again. Instead of attacking the dragon heads, he surrounded himself with it.
The three dragon heads crashed into the North Underworld, and half of one head was ground into dust.
Mingzu stood firm in the North Underworld, a slight smile tugging at his lips. Turtle Kid's move was decent, standing invincible within the innate North Underworld.
As he was pondering, a sudden crisis arose, and he saw a long gun pierce through the North Underworld directly targeting him.
Mingzu's mountain-like body immediately shrunk, narrowly evading the thrust. Turning his head, he saw that the Four Directions Prison Dragon Formation had unknowingly enveloped him completely.
Mingzu's expression slightly changed. The previously shattered dragon head!
