The golden radiance fell gently along with the bright starlights. They painted the earth in a gorgeous and colorful color.
As the colors intersected with the misty fog in the valley, the place looked like paradise on earth.
A breeze swept over, and Ou Yangming's white clothes fluttered in the wind. He slowly walked down from the top of the great tomb, but he still carefully controlled his position and stopped at a place where the Bone Dragon did not dare to approach, let alone attack him.
He flipped his wrist, then the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer appeared in his right hand.
The middle finger of his right hand gently pressed on the handle of the spear. The patterns on the spear instantly lit up, especially the red tassel under the tip of the spear. It was bright red like blood and was surging rapidly.
