C1479 A Real Dragon Freak

"Master Blow Snow, get out of the way!"

The cry of the drill warrior suddenly rang out.

Chui Xue's expression could not help but freeze. She hurriedly turned her head to look at the ruins of the mountain.

A large purple-black hand directly broke through the ruins of the mountain and slapped down on her face.

The sound of piercing through the air and the feeling of covering the sky