C787 10,000 Years of Ice

The Icefield Ancient Toad's tongue was like a giant flag, the flame red and rough surface was filled with small barbed hooks, with a hiss, Jun Ling's robe had countless of cuts on it, and its tongue was constantly tightening, Jun Ling tried to struggle a bit, the strength was truly unexpected.

Turning his head to look at the two large eyes of the Icefield Ancient Toad