The sky rumbles and the lightning flashes, this is what accompanied that deep voice which comes from behind the black gates. When this voice rang the whole treasure land shook as if the voice itself was like the dao sound itself. Overbearing and full of power, menacing and terrifying itself. The two ancient dragons tremble as this is the voice of their own master. Hearing such a grumpy voice, Yue Xuexia is unexpectedly calm. Because in her ears, this voice and these words were no different as a complaining old man who wanted attention from his grandchildren.
{How can the master be awake at this time?}
{Stop asking! Let her go inside!}
