The Corpse Dragon King flapped its wings, a terrifying power flowed back, opposing the Bone Sword.
Vibrations, intense vibrations.
Bai Ling sighed and said, "If my power returned to its ancestral roots, how could I let you roam here freely?"
"Boom!"
The confrontation between the two forces finally yielded a result, with the Corpse Dragon King still holding the upper hand.
It seemed as if the disdain in the eyes of the Corpse Dragon King could be felt.
Bai Ling, annoyed, said, "Continue."
Another Bone Sword appeared in the Land of Bones.
One Bone Sword.
Two Bone Swords.
Three Bone Swords.
In total, seven white Bone Swords emerged, and the Corpse Dragon King had to be cautious.
The Corpse Dragon King was very angry, but eventually, it turned around and left, not wanting to risk its life here.
Seeing the Corpse Dragon King leave, Bai Ling let out a sigh of relief and said, "That dumb dragon, if I could control seven Heavenly Bone Swords, why would I keep you until now?"
