The wind is raging on the sea.
Yao Qi 's ten-foot shape, unfolding his bone wing after the bone blade is in the hand, the whole body is covered with white scales, this time... It is a thorough coverage.
Including that ugly face.
When the scales are completely covered, a gas that is several times stronger than before is scattered from the whole body, and the waves are rolling!
"The weak Yunshui cultivator, I will let you see and learn, how powerful the great war of the lizards will be! "
"Shake! Weak race! "
Just like the change of Yao Qi, at that moment, the pair of triangle eyes have disdain and look at Qin Feng with a extremely arrogant attitude.
At the moment, Qin Feng, standing on the surface of the sea, has no action, just holding Nangong Yiren.
Nangong Yiren is very quiet in his arms, holding his neck, and she doesn't pay attention to everything that happens.
