Bloodlight filled the sky, a fierce evil rushing forward, like entering a jungle and facing a roaring tiger!
"Clap!"
The mind went blank for an instant, and the long beard curled like a fern around the head, forming two little hair tufts. Fat Catfish had a whim, clamping its own butt firmly, every pore constricted, and with a rush of adrenaline, used its life's fastest [Gathering and Dispersing Formless]!
The body blurred and ink-blackened, trying to avoid misfortune, but faced with an ambush attack long in preparation, it was still a bit slower. Or even if it succeeded in using it, it could not possibly resist Young Dragon's means.
"My life is over!"
The enemy lacks martial virtue, actually blocking the exit in advance.
Despicable!
Fat Catfish lamented, regretting that it could no longer serve as the backbone, unable to assist Heavenly God ahead and behind the scenes, suppress the Ironhead Fish, oppress the Third Prince, lead the Unable to Move.
"Point Ground into Steel!"
