Boom!
The water bulging with shadows violently burst, numerous waves collided and dissolved mid-air, flowing along the surface and forming into small white streams that merged into the river, creating ripples layer by layer.
The shadow engulfs.
The fierce eel drops its head, blocking the sunlight; beneath its wrinkled brown skin, muscles ripple dynamically!
Hiss!
The demon beast exhales from its nostrils.
Damp mist blurs into the air.
A strong fishy wind is right at hand.
The eternal enigma of the Great Marsh.
Yi Zhiyu's heart races uncontrollably, and he steps back several paces involuntarily.
Merely a Galloping Horse, faced with such a savage water beast, almost instinctively terrified!
Chen Shixuan looks up directly, puzzled, yet stands his ground with an unchanged expression.
The stronger one becomes.
The less fear one holds.
Lim Gao, fierce fires, foul diseases... all worldly worries, fleeting as passing clouds.
