"This is strange, you don't even know Jing Wu Falcon of the Bauhinia Dragon Clan in Southern Wilderness? Then Jing Wuming should know."

Ning Qi smiled.

The young man's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "If you don't know, you don't know. The place you are passing now is the territory of my black ghost dragon. If you want to pass by from now on, you have to leave something behind."