How many years?

How many years has it been since he, the mighty God Emperor, has felt such excitement?

Is it possible that the spring of our Jiao tribe is coming?

"You said you are the young master of the Tianlong Clan, but what proof do you have?"

Yeliu gritted his teeth and asked coldly.

"How presumptuous! How dare you question the identity of this deity even if you are just a miscellaneous person!!"

Ling Xiao roared angrily, and waved his palm out again, a wisp of dragon power spread out, knocking Yeliu to the ground again, and he didn't get up for a long time.

So domineering!!!

That’s what it feels like!!

This is the aura that the young master of the True Dragon Clan should have!

On the contrary, it would only look suspicious if this young man produced any so-called credentials!

After all, why should a real dragon care about what the dragon thinks?

"However, when I came here today, I met this little dragon by chance. His words were extremely humble. I was very happy and gave you a... good fortune."

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and called Ye Lang to him. With a flick of his finger, a drop of blood instantly flew out from his fingertips and fell towards the latter's mouth.

The mighty dragon is rolling and surging!
Chapter completed!