He called him "senior brother" for three months.
That bowl of spiritual porridge belonged to Chu Yuanduan, that mental method was taught by Xuan Ming, and that "luck" was caused by Chu Yuan.
It's easier to smoke when you've fattened it up.
The moment the formation pattern lit up, his spiritual roots were gouged out alive——
But they took away the shell, but they couldn't take away the dragon in the blood.
The Dragon King's blood that spread into the human world was hidden in his hollowed-out body for twelve years. Tonight, wake up.
With the first punch, he shattered Chu Yuan's protective aura.
With the second punch, he punched through the iron door of the dungeon.
Useless person? They will soon know who is the loser.
The dragon's reverse scale will kill anyone who touches it.
This time, it was their turn to tremble.
