"Jiuxiao, won't you lend a hand?"
Jiuxiao Huanpei glanced at the person indifferently and then at Hong Fu Qitian who was summoning the gods, saying lightly, "It's not time for me to take action yet."
At that moment, above the sky, the White Dragon was circling and dancing among the clouds, its scales tumbling, looking extremely mystical, with thunderbolts flickering in the dark clouds, seemingly brewing some terrible disaster.
An imposing voice came from within the clouds.
"You lowly mortals, I know the purpose of your visit here, to take my head, snatch my soul, forge the Dragon Flag, and establish a powerful nation.
Hmph, let's see if, with your ignorant and arrogant hearts, you have the capacity to establish and dominate a nation!"
Dragon Thunder Defense—Thunder Cloud Storm!
In an instant, the dark clouds flashed with electricity and thunder, and a bolt of lightning violently struck down.
