Everyone was guessing in their hearts: Could this thing be the legendary...
At that moment, they saw Brother Xiao Yuan crouch down, holding a Yellow River Shovel, and stab downward.
Everyone was first startled, then immediately worried about Brother Xiao Yuan's safety.
But as the shovel swung below, nothing happened. Even though it seemed to pierce into the giant thing with the naked eye, there was still no obstruction.
Li Zhiyuan: "It's fake."
Lin Shuyou: "Fake...?"
Tan Wenbin immediately dropped the cigarette butt in his hand: "Hiss."
Run Sheng took out his big shovel, Yin Meng drew out the Demon Exorcism Whip, also mimicking the boy, scraping it below.
It really was fake, just light and shadow under the sea, without substance, but incredibly realistic.
Tan Wenbin lit another cigarette, expressing regret: "Sigh, I really thought I saw a dragon."
Run Sheng: "Does Mr. Tan like dragons?"
Lin Shuyou curiously asked: "So, what exactly is this? A mirage?"
