C1280 Holy Thunder of the Holy Thunder of the Azure Dragon

As soon as Feng Yixiu came out, he smelled a strong smell of blood and rotten flesh. He looked around and found that the ground was covered in blood, and it had already turned black and brown.

This was completely different from the Sacred Tree Tribe that he had seen before entering the Dragon Tomb. It was simply a hell on earth!

Feng Yixiu slowly clenched his fists