The Dragon Gateapos;

"Everyone, let's work together! Whoever slays it will become the master of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect!",A disdainful flash crossed Xiaoqing's eyes. Her massive dragon claw tore at the Constrictor Net with a gentle rip, shattering it into pieces and offering no resistance whatsoever.,Sang Jueying's mouth overflowed with a trickle of blood. The opponent's strength was definitely suppressed, but they were absolutely at the top of this realm, stronger than even the peak of crossing tribulation. It wasn't something she could contend with at all.。