C509 The Chaotic Ancient Seven Heroes!

"Afraid of the purest blood?"

Jiang Dao frowned and started to think.

What kind of blood was this?

"What do you think of my blood?"

He suddenly stared at the Son of Thunder God.

"This..."

The Son of Thunder God had a change in expression as he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know either."

"Alright, I'll ask you another thing