t a piercing dragon roar, and Xiong Jun only felt a chill surge into his very soul. 。It was as if countless dragons were falling before him, and the hatred of all those fallen dragons was concentrated...brother, thank you for your trouble." 。"“Well 。He responded with a sound, raising his head to look at Tang Wulin. 。His appearance was seven or eight points similar to that of the ancient east wind, an...