Lord of Ten Thousand

"Hand over your Huolong bone. Keeping it on you, a mere waste of potential, only tarnishes its brilliance.",Shen Tu Meng slapped the black-clothed figure beside him, then stomped his foot heavily on the ground, scattering the rainwater, and directly strode onto the roof to chase after him.,From the altar he fell, and his genius, too, was gradually replaced by that of a waste.。