"Howl, master, what else do you need?" The dragon asked Chen Jiu in perplexity.

"Holy rank of skills and saints, give me more, give you the remaining three billion, should be enough for your next exceptional appearance to save me?" Chen Jiu had to leave a way for himself.

"Master, this can't tell you!" The dragon's face was full of embarrassment, but Chen Jiu understood his meaning.

With an order, the exchange began. After dozens of skills and saints landed again, Chen Jiulian did not even look at them, and immediately started the exchange of divine blood.

Ten drops of Dragon's blood are enough for Chen Jiu to squander now....