Xiao Zhan's expression was icy cold at the moment, and he had already activated his Battle Spirit Form, with pitch-black flames burning all over him, making him look as terrifying as if he had come from Hell, causing everyone around him to subconsciously distance themselves.
He stared at Huang Jun and the Ice Dragon's attack, his indifferent eyes as if looking at two dead men, and coldly spat out a few words.
"Spirit Manipulation Technique, Dead Flame Phoenix!"
Above the sky, the Dead Flame Phoenix let out a spine-chilling phoenix cry, as sorrowful as if its vocal cords were torn apart, and as if coming from Hell, trembling everyone's soul when it reached their ears.
Its wings flapped, bringing about a black rain, then it dove down towards the Ice Dragon and Huang Jun.
Boom!
The three collided instantaneously!
