Hole in the Head, Playing With Water, Mad Xia

The overwhelming attacks from the dragon forms instantly engulfed Feng Xia.

All he could see was countless long dragons roaring, either overturning the clouds and rain, soaring into the sky, piercing through the void, or shocking everything in the world!

"Such things should look for Long Da! There are so many dragons in this guy's name!"

Feng Xia thought about it and felt that something was wrong…

Are you not from the Flood Dragon Clan?

Yet the dharma painting is filled with dragons… This is definitely a show of worship for another race!

Unfortunately, even though he had thousands of complaints in his heart, the countless dragons that attacked him surged continuously and did not give him any time to think. In the blink of an eye, more than 10 dragons had crashed into Feng Xia.

"Get lost—"