Zhou Tianxiang looked at the Saint of Xuelong.

I thought it was Xuelong Saint Lord who wanted to take action.

Zhou Tianxiang still knows the strength of the Snow Dragon Saint Lord.

However, she was not afraid.

"Our invincible bandit group must have a place to participate in the war, otherwise, you will not even think about getting the Desert Holy Spring!"

The Saint Lord Xuelong stood up and said, and a sharp cold light burst out in his eyes.

The strength of the Snow Dragon Saint Lord is still recognized by everyone present.

There are many strong people around the Snow Dragon Saint Lord.

Of course, his words have a certain weight.

"Can!"

The genius Zhuifeng Shengzun from the Saint Hall thought for a while, then nodded.

In this world, if you have strength, you have the qualifications to speak.

If only the Snow Dragon Saint Lord came alone, everyone present might not give him face.

But he came here with his brothers from the bandit group.

More than thirty brothers, all of them are extraordinary.
Chapter completed!