Sweeping away the glass Dragon God
It was a glass Dragon God that had never been seen in the long history of the dragon clan. The Dragon-headed man wielded a seven-colored long knife, and his body was surrounded by a powerful magic power and the aura of an ancient dragon.
This aura was too powerful, almost comparable to the three great leaders of the dragon clan in the ancient times. However, the most frightening thing was that Qiao Yanyuan had no impression of this glass Dragon Snake.
As a powerful dragon descendant, he naturally knew about the history of the Dragon race. However, the appearance of the glass Dragon God was an empty memory, which made Qiao Yanyuan, who thought that he had everything under control, feel a strange sense of fear.
On the ferry in the restricted area, a drop of cold sweat fell from Qiao Yanyuan's forehead and onto his feet.