"Bang bang bang!"
The bronze coffin suddenly began to shake violently, making a dull noise.
"What's going on?" Qi Baiyu and the others turned pale.
"Crack!"
The rope tied to the bronze coffin suddenly snapped...
"My treasured rope!" Li Xiangdong cried out in misery, "This was the birthday gift from my grandmother!" His beloved treasured rope had broken, and Li Xiangdong was deeply distressed.
"Buzz!"
The bronze coffin flew erratically, aiming for the six young heirs standing on the dragon's head. As the bronze coffin pierced through the air, ripples formed all around it, the momentum was terrifying.
"Damn!" Qi Baiyu cried out, "Form up!"
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
Li Xiangdong and the others took a step forward, lining up with Qi Baiyu, then arranged a formation to contend with the bronze coffin.
"Boom!!!"