The leader is a woman.

The high priest of that generation brought everyone to welcome him.

Later the woman set up a tablet on the bronze tree.

But it came to an abrupt end after that, as if someone had artificially erased it.

Wang Han scratched his head when he saw it.

"Your grandma's! This is more hateful than an out-of-context dog!"

Just as he was cursing.

There was a rustling sound of water behind him.

This sound of water is obviously different from the sound of water flowing down above.

It's like something is being raised from the water and the water above it falls to the surface.

Wang Han turned his head and looked over.

After seeing it clearly, the chrysanthemum almost flew out of her throat.

It is a large long insect with the thickness of a water tank.

The water on the huge and ferocious head fell into the water.

A one-eyed eye grows on his forehead.

Sen Leng's vertical pupils stared at Wang Han.

Candle Dragon!
Chapter completed!