Drops of blood oozed out from under the scales of the whiteboard, connecting into lines of blood, spreading out to the sides at an exaggerated angle, looking like a pair of blood wings, extremely demonic.

What's even more bizarre is that after the blood wings opened, they twisted and closed towards the center of the rear, ending in the beast bone dragon statue, bubbling in.

The body of the tabula rasa and the beast bone dragon statue were connected by blood threads, turning into a cage like a blood cocoon, firmly trapping the will that fell from the sky.

The patriarchs near the altar struggled to hold on, exerting all their strength against the pressure that had been passed down from the altar.

Yan Jiuweng roared in a deep voice: "Yan Lago! Ling Chong, what did you do to the ancestral dragon?!"

The order that has been out of force is complete

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