Sang Jueying let out a loud shout, then swung out a large net.,Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect one by one returned to their senses from shock, their eyes shining brightly with excitement. If they could slay a true dragon, the benefits would be enormous indeed.,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.。