C124 The Barbaric Era

Crash, crash, crash!

The sound of Loong Jiaoyang's arm clashing with the stone spikes reverberated loudly. Six stone spikes shattered under his strike, scattering across the trap's cave walls.

With his left hand touching the ground, Loong Jiaoyang managed to stand on his hands, inverted within the trap.

Tianzhu Zhuoma's body started to lean forward. Loong Jiaoyang growled