C120 Meeting the Fishermen Again

Chu Zhao stepped on the Heaven Devouring Frog's head, looking majestic and majestic.

"Who's in front? What happened?" A questioning voice came from afar, and then a few hunters carrying bows and swords rushed over.

They were all ink-black hunters, like the most powerful ink master in the world who had spent a great deal of effort to paint a beautiful green brush