"Lord Ye is so handsome, of course, I can break through to any cultivation base I want."
The black dragon raised its dog head, looking supremely confident.
"Dead dog, stop bragging!"
Long Yan kicked the black dragon's body, sending it flying.
"Kid, I'm not afraid of you now."
The black dragon looked at Long Yan with eager eyes. Now it had reached the Myriad Forms Realm, while Long Yan was only in the Great Dao Realm. Its cultivation base was higher than Long Yan's, and it was no longer the same as before, it was not afraid of Long Yan at all.
"Dead dog, it seems you have been sleeping too much and your skin is itching for a beating!"
Long Yan rolled up his sleeves and pounced on the black dragon. This dead dog, if not severely taught a lesson, was probably going to fly to heaven.
"Woof."
The black dragon roared, and then rushed at Long Yan with its teeth and claws.
