C1737 Son of Grace(part Ii)

"Roar ~ ~ ~"

The dragon martial spirit of Primal Chaos was incomparably excited. The dragon's roars were continuous and waves of sound came out from between Chu Yang's eyebrows, forming visible ripples. It was as if he could grab it with his hand.

At the same time, more dragons came out from Chu Yang's body and surrounded him, as if his body had turned into a nest of ten thousand dragons