Nine Dragons Heaven Strike?

"Hahaha, Old Qiong, never thought you'd have a day like this—being bullied by a half-step Emperor Realm brat. This is killing me!"

A hoarse, aged laugh rang out.

Before Qiongqi, vast crimson clouds surged, and firelight erupted.

A red-haired old man with the appearance of a skeleton and heavy dark circles around his eyes appeared. The red ripples emanating from him directly blasted apart the azure dragon claw descending through the void.

"Another backer has come?" Countless people were stunned.

Hadn't they said Xiao Chen was an abandoned child with no one to rely on?

In this short span of time, how many backers had appeared for him? Every one of them was an ultimate powerhouse!

"The rumors were wrong. Not only is Xiao Chen no lone wolf—he could even be called the Backer King!"

"Backer King? That Green-Armored Elder just now was so weak. What would a hundred of him accomplish?"

"This red-haired old monster is different. Didn't you see it? Dragon-Riding Ancestor's dragon claw was shattered!"

People discussed it among themselves.

"Fuck your mother, Red. Did you do that on purpose? I clearly sent you a voice transmission beforehand, telling you to be ready to come out and protect me at any moment. Yet you waited until I was nearly beaten to death before showing up?" Qiongqi angrily transmitted.

"Hahaha, that's right, I did it on purpose. Who told you to always sneak into my nest to steal my immortal wine whenever I was in seclusion?" Hong Chidao laughed, sounding utterly delighted.

The two had known each other since childhood. They were old brothers, but also troublesome friends.

Back then, they had done no small number of things to trick and scheme against each other.

"What? The mighty Qiongqi Ancestor stole wine?" Thunder God Rat Ancestor was dumbfounded.