Qin Yi grabbed the Flood Dragon Spear and ran.
Tian Xie looked at him with a mocking expression.
"What are you looking at, dumbass? Run, you idiot."
Because the whirlpool behind was getting bigger and bigger.
Qin Yi and Tian Xie ran several hundred meters away, watching from afar.
"What's going on?"
Qin Yi glanced at Tian Xie, "You're asking me? How the hell should I know?"
The whirlpool on the water's surface was getting larger and spinning faster.
The two of them were a good two hundred meters away from the whirlpool, but they could still feel the water under their feet rushing towards it.
At that moment, a small mountain emerged from the water.
Qin Yi and Tian Xie widened their eyes; they hadn't noticed any rocks or anything like a mountain at the riverbed earlier.
"Splash!"
The river suddenly burst open, and the small mountain directly jutted out of the water.
What the hell…
This wasn't a small mountain; it was clearly a dragon's head.
