A dragon roar sounded, and the nearby dragons burst through the air one after another, rushing towards the direction of Ning Qi and the two of them. In less than a moment, these dragons surrounded Ning Qi, about fifty or sixty For Ning Qi who has seen big scenes, this number is too small.

They looked at the two with ferocious faces, and when they found the breath of the Xuelong clan on Xue Ling's body, and the giant dragon turned into ice was falling towards the ground, the group of dragon clan instantly boiled.

"The saint of the Xuelong clan!"