C909 The Change in the Blood Pool

Wang Mang's blood-red eyes, which were emitting a ferocious killing intent, gradually calmed down.

The pride of the Evil Dragon was like a human looking at an ant on the ground. When it was happy, it would watch it crawl, and when it was unhappy, it would stomp it to death.

Wang Mang didn't want to experience this kind of situation where he couldn't even control his own life a second time