Yulong Palace

"Palace Master, all seventy-two Night Owl elites of the Night Overlord organization have been annihilated!" "Clean the battlefield!" In a moment, seventy-two human heads were neatly placed on the vast sand dunes, dripping with blood and soaked in the yellow sand. Even the air was filled with the strong smell of blood. He Xiaoran put one leg on the armored vehicle, took out a cigarette and lit it, admiring today's spoils against the bloody setting sun. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.