In the dragon world, Dragon Qi spread everywhere. This was a truly powerful faction, and it was extremely prosperous. Its aura was concentrated and did not dissipate, and ordinary people would be suppressed by this aura.
And to condense such an aura, it was far from what could be formed today.
"Wait,"
When Lin fan came, ao Lian raised his hand to stop him. He didn't attack or scold him. He just stopped.
His face was ashen, and his hands were trembling slightly. From yesterday to today, he had forgotten how many times he had killed.
Once or twice didn't matter.
In fact, 10 or 50 times wasn't a big deal. But now, he had gone too far.
Who would have thought that he had been doing the same thing from yesterday to today without even a chance to rest?
His hands were already numb, and even his movements had become instinctive.
