Chapter 497: Crimson Cloud Purple Fruit

e larger than those in the red mist, stretching tens of zhang long. Their scales were as black as ink, each one unusually thick, with a strange light flowing between them, resembling that of a dragon.... was nearly empty, it was obvious that Old Zou had made up his mind to die. Before he left, he left all his possessions to his descendants and entered the Hall of Seven Kills alone.The jade pendant is...