Come on, man, hurry up and die! The black-faced middle-aged man stood on the rock, untouched by the blood of the dojo, looking askance at Qin Feng, drinking in the midst of an unparalleled continent.
Who do you think you are? Just let me through, okay? Qin Guofeng glanced sideways and shouted loudly.
All kinds of beasts around us are solitary. They are the three great Ao Xing in the Red Mountain Secret Realm. Not only are they Subdivine Beasts in the Saint Kingdom, but they also hold the secret magic of powerful monsters left by the ancients in the Gun Dao. They are the Super Saint Atu, dominating one side.
Now, a little man dares to shout at him, enraging another for the second time!
Jiao Long Ao Xing would bring the chill. The Red Mountain Secret Realm is their territory. Nobody dares to shout at him like this here. Now someone finally heard it, and they killed other powerful people for more than two years, at a time when everyone despised their prestige.
