Your blood sea?
Sorry, this is also his home turf!
Suddenly, the blood dragon whipped up a red tide, charging straight at Meng Chuan's face.
The stench rushed forward; the dragon's head was only three inches from Meng Chuan's face, but it halted, swirling around him and roaring in fury!
Meng Chuan revealed a cold smirk, reached out, and clenched his hand. The blood dragon seemed to be squeezed dry, instantly becoming withered and shriveled, then convulsed and shattered!
He lifted his foot and stepped on the wave!
Rushing swiftly towards the leather-armored figure who looked stunned!
The blood waves lifted him up as he broke through the waves, leaving the leather-armored figure momentarily confused, unable to discern whose Intention this was, as the scene was eerily bizarre.
Amidst the blood sea's waves, a towering spear glowing with lightning, suddenly lowered its head.
Meng Chuan leapt up, wielding the Tiger Soul, and smashed it down!
