Xiaohong’s cute yet fierce "vinegar paste delivery" dragon roar still echoed inside the dragon tomb pyramid. Deep within the giant hole at the base of the tower, a trace of… massive bewilderment flashed across those scarlet dragon eyes.
"Vinegar?"
The dragon roar sound effect jammed, and even the vortex sucking in the dragon essence and primordial energy trembled twice. That terrifying pressure, which was almost enough to shatter bones, paused as well.
Chapter 567