C122 Divine Magician

The Berserk Dragon, covered in electric flower s, pounced towards Feng Zui like a god that had descended to the mortal world.

For the first time, Feng Zui felt powerless, it was as if the dragon in front of him was a mountain, a mountain that could crush a person into pieces, a mountain that she could not hide from.

His eyes had already closed.

Chang Jing was already panicking