The dragon's head alone was like a ten thousand Zhang *(3.33m per Zhang) tall mountain, high up into the clouds, boundless and majestic. The Dragon's horn was like a heavenly pillar, able to Pierce a huge hole in the sky.
The Dragon's body was trillions of miles long, and one couldn't see the end of it at a glance. Each of the Dragon scales was as large as a sharp hill, with protruding edges.
The Dragon's pressure was even more terrifying. It was clearly directed at Chen Xiaobei, but the mere aftershock of the pressure was enough to make the nine-colored Qilin and ju liusun's hearts beat faster. They were so frightened that they almost had a mental breakdown, their primordial spirits turned dazed, and they even died!
"Hmph! You asked for this!"
The five demonic emperors looked down at Chen Xiaobei, their eyes cold and disdainful, as if they were looking at a corpse.
Without a doubt, Chen Xiaobei did not show his trump card even at this moment of life and death.
