Zhao Fan arrived under the Holy Dragon Ladder.

Remove the disguise.

This triggered the Holy Dragon Plate.

It is directly transmitted to the last progress.

Consciousness enters the battle space on the steps.

The black dragon appeared, "Here is here again! I'm so annoyed. How long has it been! Don't think I have no temper!!"

"oh?"

Zhao Fan's thoughts moved, and the sword version started with the creation of the world. The six-mere sword formation and the word "Zhen" and the word "Xin" advance together!

Before the black dragon's words were finished, they were killed in seconds!

"It's really weak."

Zhao Fan retreated and stepped up the first level.

Inside the mountain of the Holy Dragon Ladder.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The black dragon gritted his teeth and said, "It turned out that he killed me in seconds and even mocked me! He said I am so weak!"

The white dragon smiled and said, "The Taoist Master of White Robe is indeed amazing. He has only been around for more than 100,000 years. After a sleep, he will be strong enough to instantly eliminate you."

“To be precise, he is already qualified to reach the top!”

Although the black dragon was unwilling to admit it, he said it helplessly, "Oh~~~ I won't say it anymore, he's on another level."

"Go, congratulations in advance, I finally arrived!"
Chapter completed!