"Did you forget about me?"
Wei Fan used the Illusion Moon Body Technique, leaving behind afterimages in the void and instantly appearing beside a Dragon Head of the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold.
"No..."
Amidst a heart-wrenching wail, a flash of golden sword light sliced through the air. The Dragon Head of the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold was split in half as if chopped like firewood, and his two halves fell powerlessly from the sky.
[Killed a Dragon Head of the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold, gained 20,000 years of Ordinary Power, 30 years of Spirit Soul Power]
[Ordinary Power: 51,000 years]
[Golden Body Power: 160 years]
Wu Qiulong and his men felt their scalps go numb, a chill running down their spines.
This was the power of a top-level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier. The golden body of a Martial Venerable powerhouse that could be preserved for thousands of years was sliced open as if cutting through tofu.
