Primordial Golden Roc Submits

"Koizumi, your suggestion is good!"

"Coincidentally, my Peng Feather Flying Ship was destroyed by him. I'm short of a transportation method!"

When Zhou Han heard this, it was indeed the case.

This Primordial Golden Roc's speed completely crushed the Peng Feather Flying Ship. After all, one was the owner, and the other was just a feather.

The difference was like heaven and earth.

The strength and speed of the Primordial Golden Roc were also very satisfying.

"This is for you. In the future, you'll be my mount!" Zhou Han pointed his sword at the Primordial Golden Roc and said arrogantly.

After a few consecutive violent waves of attacks from the Dragon Spring Sword, the Primordial Golden Roc had already suffered serious injuries.

Hearing Zhou Han's words, he was simply furious.

How awesome was the Primordial Golden Roc when it was alive? It was the overlord of the Ancient Chaos Era.