Baili Archangel, the Holy Dragon, and the rest had left. So had the sound of life arrow!
Wang Xian returned to the Dragon Palace and sat on the Dragon Throne!
Prime Minister Gui and the rest of the experts had all arrived!
“Eight-limbed demonic fiend, get an lie to bring you to the ghouls, the god herders, the Giants of light, the lightsong insects, and the black fog spiritual race. Lock onto a race and infiltrate them to find out their situation.”
Wang Xian instructed the eight-limbed demon sha directly!
“It’s the Dragon King!”
The eight-limbed demon sha and the rest nodded their heads and replied immediately!
“The rest of the disciples of the Dragon Palace, get ready. There will be a huge battle soon!”
As Wang Xian spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes!
This time, the six races of the Holy Dragon lineage would return. After all, they would send out all their forces to attack the Dragon Palace!
