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.,She didn't even have a chance to draw her sword before being cleaved in half by a single strike, her primordial spirit crushed to dust along with her body.。