"Greetings, Senior." The Dragon Race's ancestor bowed.
However, Chu Kuangren ignored the other party completely, not even opening his eyes.
Sweat appeared on the Dragon Race's ancestor's forehead, and he became somewhat nervous. He didn't dare to be impudent. T
This senior was extremely ancient. It was said that he had a very bad temper. He did not dare to offend the other party.
If the other party's sword landed in the Dragon Race, he did not dare to imagine what would happen.
Therefore, the Dragon Race's ancestor only maintained a bow and did not dare to get up.
A moment later, two more figures appeared.
Surprisingly, they were the gods of the Phoenix Race and the Qilin Race, evidently also from their respective forbidden lands.
When they saw Chu Kuangren, they were also stunned and bowed one after another.
"Greetings, Senior!"