The Dragon Gateapos;

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.,A powerhouse at the late stage of tribulation, and a sword cultivator at that. Such sharp sword aura could easily cleave mountains and sever rivers.。