C1608 Regret

"Ah!" From the black gas came a miserable shriek.

The roar of a dragon seemed to contain the truths of the Great Dao. It had mysterious and unpredictable powers. The black gas didn't even have the strength to resist it before it evaporated.

"I hate him!" This was the last sentence of 'Ji Taichu', a roar filled with regret and unwillingness.

The overweeningly arrogant