C2872 Smuggling

Even though he had already killed the Golden Horned Heavenly Sovereign, there wasn't any excitement on Sun Bing's face, because such an enemy was nothing to him.

Recalling the words of the other party in his mind, Sun Bing knitted his brows tightly, and muttered to himself in a low voice:

"The corpse of the Ancestral Dragon is truly a little troublesome