One person or two had been drinking and quickly reached out to stop Chen Qiong from killing the ancient scorpion dragon.
Chen Yuan sneered, shook his wide sleeve, dodged, and avoided the attacks from one person or two. He appeared above the head of the ancient scorpion dragon. The law's power within him was like a river in a torrent. It flowed into the dragon's fiery tripod in the air. A massive dragon claw reflected in everyone's eyes. It was majestic, covering the sky, blocking the sun. The runes floated mysteriously.
"The dragon's burning claw."
A claw descended from the sky, its speed seemingly surpassing the passage of time. Where it passed, the sky trembled, spreading a giant crack in space.
As if the world was invincible, the Gods blocked the God of Slaughter, and the Buddhas blocked the Slaughter Buddha.
The ancient scorpion dragon roared, its mouth wide open, a beam of light surged forth. It possessed boundless power, penetrating space, destroying the sky and Earth.
