"Roar!" The yellow-striped dragon was flying, and the golden pillar of light was two feet wide and two feet long, booming and booming downward. And the ones below are Ye Qingyang and Simba. Flames rushed around Ye Qingyang and Simba, and the air was bubbling as if boiled by flames.
"Wow!" Simba's body shook, and flames burst out from his body. The flame temperature was so high that the people of all sects in the audience had to put up a qi shield to protect their camp. However, under the influence of Little Simba's blood, the flame became much stronger than the abnormal beast fire, and was even weaker than some strange fires, so the power released was astonishing. Soft, the elders of those kings and emperors had to release their true energy to protect their camp. However, Ye Qingyang's family's low-talented camp was blocked by the flames and could not be attacked.
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