"You bastard!" Xing Tiexin flew out from nowhere, transforming into a long rainbow, meeting the giant toad in mid-air.
But it was like an ant shaking a mountain; the mountain didn't move, and Xing Tiexin was directly sent flying.
It was clear how astonishing the momentum of this giant toad was; this leap could not be stopped!
"Changming!" On the other side, Yang Zhen shouted urgently when he saw the situation.
In his perception, only Song Changming, with his immense strength, had the chance to intercept that giant toad at this moment.
The others were not up to it!
In fact, Song Changming had already taken action without Yang Zhen needing to call out.
He dragged a long trail of purple-gold fire through the sky, carrying the force of wind and thunder, drawing a large arc toward the rapidly descending giant toad.
With a dull thud, Song Changming collided with the giant toad in mid-air.
