When the Spirit Mist King saw the remaining powerhouses of his Spirit Mist Sky City, the smile on his beautiful face was replaced by a cold lock.
His gaze was also cold as he looked at the Heavenly Dragon King.
"Heavenly Dragon, very good!"
"You took advantage of my absence to wantonly slaughter the people of the Spirit Misty Sky City."
" You've cultivated the Tyrant Dragon Nine Revolutions Divine Art to the ninth revolution. Don't tell me you don't put the Spiritual Mist City in your eyes? "
His cold tone made people tremble. It was as if the air was in the middle of winter, making people feel the cold killing intent of the Spirit Mist King. The killing intent of a king.
Even if she was a woman, she was a king tier, and the cultivation base of that king tier wasn't an existence that could shock the world.
"This is a world where the strong are respected."
When Dragon King saw Ling Lan's cold gaze, he was instantly enraged.
