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Ancient War Demon Dragon

Xuanyuan Ling took his finger away from the forehead of the Little Wind and returned it to Mu Yang. Even so, Mu Yang could still feel the waves of shock surging in Xuanyuan Ling's heart.

What was this? Mu Yang didn't understand.

The Little Wind was just a child of the Storm Spirit Lizard, which hadn't reached the fifth grade yet. Did it have some special differences from other spirit beasts?

"Disciple, you may not know that this Storm Spirit Lizard cub is an extremely rare hybrid spirit beast," Xuanyuan Ling's voice rang out.

"Huh?" Mu Yang frowned.