C194 Entering the Valley in Search of Treasure

Roar! Roar! Roar!

In the time it takes to drink two cups of tea, three even larger Fangs, which were as large as small mountains, pounced forward.

Powerful limbs, sharp claws, open mouths, ghastly white teeth, and a fishy stench. The three faint golden lines above their heads all revealed their identities.

"Kill!"

Five figures soared into the sky