Hai Dongqing looked at the huge statue in the distance and said, "The dragon is peaceful and the southern border is peaceful, but I always feel that there is something missing, so I can't sleep. Now I know what I'm missing."

Everyone was silent.

Everyone knows what is missing.

Wang Buren smoked.

Xu Ling immediately became nervous: "It still hurts?"

“Some.”

Xu Ling immediately made a gesture and used the Ancestral Dragon Magic again.

A woman's phantom condensed in the moonlight and should have flew towards Wang Buren.

But the next second, an accident happened.

The Tongtian Tree, which is no different from the red maple, suddenly burst into an amazing red light.

From the roots to the trunks, to every leaf, it seems to be a work of art made of blood jade.

The figure of the woman condensed by the Ancestral Dragon's magic drew directly towards the Tongtian Tree, landed on the branches, and danced gently.
Chapter completed!