C667 Hegemon

"Old Man... Please spare my life! "

When the big black dog heard this, it nearly vomited blood on the spot. In its heart, it wanted to curse out at them with millions of sentences.

It was far more than ten thousand year black iron. It was simply ten billion years of chaos iron.

The Lord of the Humans was not even that!

Martial Ancestor was his master, and that big shot was his martial uncle