C3509 Worshiping Dragonflame

After Sang Mowu led Long Tian onto the stage, there were angry curses coming from all directions. The sounds were like mountains toppling and the seas rolling. Before one wave calmed down, another wave rose.

"Shameless, ungrateful, virtuous, and dignified. Scram, you are not fit to participate in this martial competition!"

From his white hair to his pale, devilish face