"You have been invented by me. Even if you rely on the Holy Dragon Vein, you will not be able to exert your full strength. Can you resist the two Holy Emperors?"

Blood Death's face was calm at this moment.

"It should be possible!"

At this moment, Qin Chen was tall and tall, with blood stains dyed blood-red flowers, blooming.

"The holy dragon is born!"

After drinking with a word, the dragon's cut claws condensed again.

At this moment, Qin Chen drove the giant dragon out again.

Xue Ji snorted, and with his palms, a thousand-foot blood-red sword light condensed instantly at this moment, and then he slashed it with one knife.

Clam...

A violent sound was transmitted.

The long sword trembled slightly, but Qin Chen's giant dragon had cracks, and then Qin Chen's face turned pale again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

But this knife ultimately failed to split the dragon.

"And there!"
Chapter completed!