"Damnable boy!"
The third-rank flood dragon circled in the air, furious beyond restraint. "You dare humiliate this Seat like this. This Seat wants nothing more than to swallow you alive on the spot."
"In my father's words, if you can act, then act. Do not run your mouth. A dignified third-rank flood dragon buzzing nonstop like a fly."
"You!"
"You truly anger this Seat to death!"
The third-rank flood dragon's illusory figure immediately plunged into Bihan Pond and fell silent.
"A flood dragon that has lived for several thousand years, and this is all?" Jianyi Mingxian shook his head speechlessly. "He does not look very clever. No wonder he was sealed here."
Half an hour later.
Zhou Qingfang and the other Zhou family immortal cultivators stood beside Jianyi Mingwei.
This action had already made the Zhou family's stance clear.
Feng Xiuyuan swept his gaze over them, and finally his eyes fell on Zhou Qingfang. He said coldly, "Brother Zhou insists on opposing my Feng family?"
