"Ahh!"
The Ice Armor Winged Dragon skimmed over the Molten Lava Sea, with the undulating magma behind it rapidly solidifying into black solids in the extreme cold, only for those solidified rocks to burst open the next moment. Vicious flame-like claws, like surging waves, closely followed behind, growing larger and more ferocious as they rolled on.
Chen Yixin lay on the back of the Ice Armor Winged Dragon, her chestnut hair dancing in the wind. She turned her head to look at the gigantic bulge rising from the surface of the Molten Lava Sea, a look of astonishment on her face.
It had been a few years since she'd last seen Qiuqiu take action. Although there had been the occasional battle video over those years, the shock was nothing compared to the firsthand experience.
Whoosh!
The Ice Armor Winged Dragon twisted its body to dodge a Molten Lava Fire Pillar, its sharp wingtips piercing into the lava, leaving behind a trail of solidified black marks.
