1842. Whose era does this belong to!

“Thank you, Dragon King!”

The 49 DRAKONIDS knelt respectfully in the living room of the villa. Their faces were filled with excitement.

Drops of dazzling divine dragon’s blood floated in front of them.

With Wang Xian’s current ability to kill and ignite three wisps of divine fire, the power of his bloodline was extremely huge.

Moreover, just now, he injected drops of heaven’s marrow water and some demigod-level elixirs into his bloodline.

This drop of blood contained a power comparable to that of a demigod.

Buzz

The 49 DRAKONIDS knelt on the ground. It was just like how Wang Xian had injected his bloodline into them more than ten years ago. They were slowly absorbing it!

“Qitian, inject your cultivation experience regarding the darkness attribute into their minds!”

Wang Xian brewed a cup of tea and ordered Ao Qitian who was beside him.

“It’s the Dragon King!”

Ao qitian nodded. With a thought, 49 strands of hair fell on their bodies and fused into one with them.