A huge creature rushed up from the bottom of the sea, opened its mouth full of fishy smell and swallowed it in one bite.

There was a "boom" sound.

Xu Zimo's fingertips were surrounded by knife energy, and he directly cut off half of the behemoth's head.

Immediately after that, he took a photo with his left hand, taking the giant creature from the bottom of the sea to the shore.

Meng Xiaoman took a breath of cold air.

Only then could he clearly see the appearance of the huge creature.

This is a huge catfish spirit, but this catfish spirit has no facial features, and its face is chaos.

The body was huge, and it was constantly twisting and struggling behind the shore.

"You, the Celestial Clan, have taken the courage of a leopard and dared to take action against me.

Believe it or not, you will be exterminated in minutes..."

Before he finished speaking, the catfish spirit's voice suddenly stopped.

Xu Zimo's sword energy was already pressed against his neck.

"Tell me, why don't you continue talking?"

Xu Zimo smiled.

"Hero, spare your life," the catfish spirit quickly begged for mercy.

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Tell me, tell me something that interests me."

"What do you want to hear, hero?" Catfish Spirit asked quickly.

"We are from the Faceless Clan and have been living in this sea area for generations."

"A good man should not be from the Celestial Race. There is no such strong person in the Celestial Race."

This catfish spirit seems to be a chatterbox.

Started talking.
Chapter completed!