Somewhere in the abdomen of the mountain, the body of the evil dragon king, immersed in a ball of spinning silver light, made constant roars.

"laugh!"

A brilliant sword light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"laugh!"

With one blow, there was another equally beautiful sword light.

It seems that if such swordsmanship is only used once, it will be as satisfying as it is.

"Are the Thousand Waterfall Sword?"

"I didn't expect that in the body of you, a high elf who can only be considered a waste, there was such a sword skill that I was stunning!"

The evil dragon king's crazy laughter sounded like thunder.

"roar!"
Chapter completed!