"shaggy dog!"

The golden dragon roared, its eyes filled with rage, as if it wanted to tear the ant in front of it alive.

A powerful aura burst out from his body, but with the blessing of the national destiny, it exceeded the limit, broke some boundaries, and made the ring under Zhang Jiao full of cracks.

This is the suppressive power of the national destiny!

However, Zhang Jiao is like a rock in the endless sea. No matter how big waves hit him, he remains motionless.

"Dragon rage?"

"It seems that the one who is angry should not be you, but the people who have been displaced because of you and whose bones are gone!"

"Those farmers who water their crops with blood and fill their bellies with loess!"

Zhang Jiao said coldly, moving the nine-section staff in his hand forward and pointing it at the Tianxin Jade.

The next moment, the Tianxin Jade shattered, and countless black energy swarmed out from it, rushing towards the Golden Dragon of National Fortune ahead.
Chapter completed!