“Brother Xiao Ran, you have obtained quite a number of demon cores, so please give them to us!”
In the dark god country, Wei Haoge’s voice suddenly rang out, causing Xiao ran and the people from the Dragon Gate Academy to be slightly stunned.
Very quickly, Xiao ran and the others’expressions slowly turned ugly.
“Finger Sky Mountain, don’t go too far, these demon cores were all obtained by us!”
A disciple of the Dragon Gate Academy roared angrily.
“Hehe, brother Li, let’s go meet that Dragon King. I wonder where his confidence comes from. He actually barged into this dark ancient land alone and relied on that divine weapon!”
Song Li swept his gaze over and ignored him as he spoke to the golden-armored middle-aged man.
“Divine weapon?”
A trace of greed flickered in the golden-armored middle-aged man’s eyes. He quickly nodded and gestured to the group of silver-armored subordinates behind him before flying forward.