Picked Fruit (2)

"But no matter what, we can feast our eyes this time."

At this point, Wei Zhou, who had always been a steady person, could not help but sound a little excited.

On one hand, it was the Level 7 Storm Thunder Dragon, which had sent away more than a hundred people in a day, and on the other hand, it was a Level 8 mutant from the legendary Giant Dragon Family in the Western Continent.

There was no difference between the two in terms of strength on paper.

There was definitely no situation where he would be insta-killed.

Therefore, Wei Zhou had already aimed the camera at the sky above Lake Island.

If this battle scene could be recorded, it could be sold for money.

Just as he aimed the camera at the person in the sky, a golden bolt of lightning accurately landed on the figure's head.

However, the moment Lightning fell, a layer of red flames directly separated the lightning and the figure.