Four Giant Dragons suddenly appeared in the sky and surrounded the little azure dragon.
Did they want to fight four against one?
The Little Azure Dragon coldly glanced at the four dragons and let out a low cry.
The black dragon on the ground turned his head and coldly stared at Yang Tian.
“Please Stop!”
Suddenly, a figure flashed on a mountain and shouted.
It was an old man wearing a white robe and holding a red dragon head scepter in his hand.
The five dragons saw the scepter in the old man’s hand and the sharp aura emitted from his body began to weaken.
“Clan Leader ~”
The old man’s voice had just faded when Bei ya shouted excitedly and ran forward.
“Hu ~”
The sound of wind could be heard.
The old man’s figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Yang Tian.
Bei Ya ran halfway and helplessly ran back. He knelt in front of the old man and said excitedly, “Chief, I, I’m back.”
It turned out that this old man was the chief of the human race on the island.
