C1557 Blood Dragon and Little Jia

The long sword was astonishing. It was emitting waves of cold light as it rushed towards Lee Mo.

Yang Xiameng's face revealed a thick killing intent. The feeling of sullying Yao Meng just now was something she could empathize with.

She had already broken through to the Blood Gathering Great Perfection a long time ago, but in order to break through to the Heavenly Connection realm..