He looked at the huge turtle floating on the water and the huge snake heads sticking out from under its body.
The group of succubus Kings, whether they were free or fighting, had their already dark faces turn even uglier.
Zhao Yuling, who was dressed in white, broke out of the water with a fish tank in her hand and stood proudly on the turtle's back.
Some succubus Kings already had the intention to retreat.
The situation was starting to turn around!
It had changed from 16 to 9.
It was now thirteen to twenty-eight.
The difference was too great.
This was especially so for a few of the older succubus race Kings. They knew Xia Yuan and knew the gap between them.
Without Supreme combat power to hold the line, it was fine if the wind was going smoothly, but once the wind went against it, there was no chance of turning the tables.
It was useless even if his liver exploded.
