"Don't even think about it!"
Ao tu roared in rage, feeling extremely aggrieved.
He, ao tu, had more than 70% of the true dragon's bloodline. He had been surrounded by halos since he was a child and was the number one genius of the heavenly demon Valley. He was known to be able to compete with the Emperor gods. There were few in the younger generation in the East barren who could be on par with him.
Although he was defeated by Lu Ming in the battle of Providence, only Lu Ming and the Emperor God were above him in the entire East barren. The only people who could be on par with him were blood Sword one and Feng Xuan. He was still a peerless genius with a brilliant Halo and was high above.
However, in the central continent, a Young heaven's favorite he met casually suppressed him and even wanted to capture him as a Mount. At this moment, his self-confidence took a heavy blow.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Beams of silver sword-light cut through the sky and slashed toward ao tu.
