The Dragon Gateapos;

"Everyone, let's work together! Whoever slays it will become the master of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect!",A disdainful flash crossed Xiaoqing's eyes. Her massive dragon claw tore at the Constrictor Net with a gentle rip, shattering it into pieces and offering no resistance whatsoever.,A sword glow tens of zhang long slashed through the void, colliding with Xiaoqing's giant forepaw.。