C134 Space star

The golden dragon's head was still on. Although it was just floating above primary generation's fist looking at the white statue, Bai Long felt that he could only look up at the golden dragon from below. Other than that, there was no other possibility.

"Damn it, what is going on …" I don't use World Tyrant Fist. " Wan Lixing also felt that it was a little suspicious