C697 It's Not a Dragon It's a Hell Hou!

This voice came without warning, and even with Ling Tian's Spiritual consciousness, he did not sense it beforehand.

"Who are you?!"

However, in the blink of an eye, Ling Tian had already directed his gaze towards the fire poker in front of his. In this Si Xiang Tower, other than Tao Yaoyao and Ping Yang, no one else could enter this peach garden.

Then this sound had come from the poker