gon's form directly, piercing Ao Tianming's celestial body.A drop of supreme blood smashed down, creating deep pits in the earth.All the celestial ancient races around, all wore expressions of terror...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.with Jun Xiaoyao stirring things up like this, the celestial court's prestige has been dealt another blow.As for Emperor Haotitian, his invincible image was completely trampled in the mud.Jun Xiaoyao...