Think of this.

Zhou Xun couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

"Come on, submit to me."

The eight real dragons have strange eyes.

"There must be something wrong with this old guy."

Long Laoba curled his lips and said.

Seeing that the eight real dragons were indifferent, Zhou Xun couldn't help but shook his head.

"I alone can suppress you all."

Just when he wanted to take action.

"There are more than eight real dragons in Fuyun Mountain."

A cold, low voice suddenly sounded from the pool in the backyard.

A jet black dragon head.
Chapter completed!