After saying this, he glanced at the people in the distance and said indifferently, "You all know very well why you have come here. I can let it go this time, but remember, if anyone dares to offend again, think first if you're stronger than the Demon Dragon clan!"
With these words, Xue An turned around, holding the ball of blood aura, and flew directly into the Magic Treasures Pavilion.
Leaving everyone present staring at each other.
It wasn't until a long time later that someone sighed lightly, "After this battle, this lord will certainly have a place in Lost Paradise!"
The crowd remained silent.
Meanwhile, in a certain corner, Xia Yi, heavily injured after an ambush by Liu Laoda and his two companions, was roaring furiously like a mad tiger.
"What do you guys actually want?"
"What do we want? Of course, we want you dead!" Liu Laoda sneered.
"Why? I regarded you as reclusive masters, why do you treat me this way!" Xia Yi shouted hysterically.
