Boom~
As the massive body of the pangolin emerged from the ground, a large amount of dust spread like dense fog, quickly enveloping the surroundings.
The dust filled the air, quickly obscuring the outside view, while Ji Ruxue's petite figure was swallowed up by the dust in the blink of an eye, disappearing completely.
At this moment, Lu Chuan was furious, murderous intent soaring to the sky, not expecting the real target was Little Qiqi. In an instant, his thoughts flickered, and his Corpse Puppets went into a frenzy.
The Tyrants and other zombies roared, breaking free from the fourth-level Fierce Birds, like wild horses unbridled, turning around swiftly, rushing into the dust to search for Little Qiqi's whereabouts while confronting the damned mutated pangolin.
