Huh ... Huh ... Huh ...
A purple magma surrounds it, and there are regular calm snoring sounds, which slowly echoes at the bottom of this magma lake.
Qing Yutai stopped, looking at the hundred and fifty feet ahead, with a dignified look in his eyes.
In front of it is a hundred square meters of land, a separate space, and the surrounding magma is completely isolated.
And in this center of a hundred square feet, there is a beast, which looks like a tiger, but it is more powerful than a tiger. It has a pair of wings, purple body, and both wings are dark purple.
There were purple flames all over and around him. At this moment, he was lying on the ground, his head was on the overlapping forefoot, and he made a slight breathing sound.
One of the four great beasts of ancient times, Qiong Qi.
And this one is the purple fire Qiong Qi.
Its name: Yongqi.
"Senior Yong, it's time to wake up."
