Chapter 142
"My lords, this is my life Dragon Ball," Ao Xiu said, panting and looking somewhat weak.
The God of Theater waved his right hand, and the golden Dragon Ball flew over the barrier of the black cage, landing right in front of them.
"The life Dragon Ball is indeed the lifeblood of the Dragon Abyss clan," the God of Theater said softly. "Take a close look at this Dragon Ball and see if there are any mysterious factors within it."
"Don’t rush; take your time and examine it carefully."
"Rest assured, in my world, as long as I don’t want him to die, this Little White Dragon won’t perish."
After speaking, the God of Theater glanced at Ao Xiu, who was collapsed on the ground.
In the next moment, a beam of white light descended from the sky, landing directly on Ao Xiu.
He had some thoughts about this extremely lucky successor of the God of Wealth.
First of all, if the other party truly possessed great fortune, how was it that he was so easily caught?