C588 Cutting Dragon-table

The golden light in Wei Zheng's eyes surged as he breathed out dark yellow gas. He stood tall on the clouds and spread his arms, as if he was summoning some kind of terrifying existence. Following his roar, Meng Xuan, who was standing far away in the dragon's lair, let out a roar towards the sky.

He only felt as if he was being held in the grasp of a giant invisible hand. Following which