Holy Dragon True Body
Xiao Lian crossed the distance in the blink of an eye and appeared before his opponent. He looked at him coldly, a hint of provocation in his eyes.
The pride of a Golden Holy Dragon was not something any mere mortal could challenge!
Since he had revealed his true form because of his current condition, he didn't mind showing everyone else who coveted the Witch Spirit Sword why he, Xuanyuan Lian, was someone they couldn't afford to provoke!
Hovering in midair, he spoke in his usual cool voice. "Besides him, who else wants the Witch Spirit Sword? Come out together!"
The moment his words fell, the adventurers, who had been chattering among themselves, fell silent. They held their breaths, not daring to make a sound.
With their level of cultivation, they were nothing in the eyes of a Chaos Celestial Venerable. It was better not to meddle and cause trouble.
At his question, the experts from the other spaces all kept silent. In their view, as long as they didn't step forward or say anything, the matter had nothing to do with them.
Unfortunately, Xiao Lian's next words changed everyone's expression.
"If you won't come out, don't blame me for attacking!" As he spoke, four beams of golden light descended upon Li Siter, Fu Shen, Tang Qing, and An Chixi, as if to mark them out.
The meaning was clear: from that moment on, every Chaos Celestial Venerable besides those four was his enemy!
Seeing this, someone stepped forward at once and smiled. "Please don't be alarmed, sir. I truly have no interest in the Witch Spirit Sword."
Kan Huaisheng frowned as he looked over, then gave a cold snort. It was an old acquaintance: Ding Zehai, an elder of the Moxue Wind God Pavilion.
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