Even the fine electric currents splattering out were like surging rivers, making one's scalp tingle!
"Moo! Moo, moo, moo!!!" The Ancient Bull was thoroughly enraged, bellowing incessantly.
Little Fen Yang was still translating sweetly: "Waaah~ I'm about to die from anger!"
Du Yu: "..."
With such a terrifying spectacle, Du Yu really shouldn't be laughing, unless... Hmm.
Little Fen Yang: "Rotten weed and lousy fruit, just you wait. I'm going to chomp you all up!"
Jia Rong Grass: "..."
It hadn't heard Little Fen Yang's translation at all.
Of course, Jia Rong Grass didn't need others to translate for it, because it could understand on its own.
"Hiss!" Suddenly, a soul-shaking dragon's roar echoed from the sky above.
Celestial Cyan Porcelain's tone was imposing, her gaze frosty: Have you made enough of a scene yet!
Celestial Cyan Porcelain suddenly lifted her head, Demon Breath rippling all around her.
