"A boring trick!"

In the sky, the flood dragon let out a roar.

It shook its head casually, and immediately threw the Huangjian out together with the blood.

next second.

The wound on the top of Jiaolong's head healed quickly, and after a few breaths, he looked back, as if he hadn't been injured at all.

"Dragon's blood, Brother Wu!"

Ma San roared anxiously.

Wu Xiaode's expression changed.

—Is this blood

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