Bab 654: Gong Gong

A pair of black flood dragons roared over while swaying their heads and tails, letting out a watery mist. These two flood dragons were still hundreds of miles away from the floating mountain, but a fierce stream of cold power had already reached over that froze rocks on the floating mountain and almost covered the entire mountain top with a thin layer of frost.

A middle-aged man with a darkened look and black beard, wearing a long black robe, trod on the back of the two flood-dragons which had been flying side by side, with his hands held behind his body while flying over towards the floating mountain.

Seeing this middle-aged man coming, a big half of those human leaders staying on top of the floating mountain stood up, politely or solemnly cupped their hands and bowed towards him.