But at this time, Chu Fei did not care much about it. Seeing the dozens of feet high tsunami coming, he directly threw the golden ball.

there was a loud bang. The golden gas ball exploded. The terrible tsunami was also blown up in pieces. When it fell to the top of the people's heads, it had become a heavy rain point, and it could not hurt people any more.

"Oh, great, Feifei is great!" Looking at Chu Fei, Tang poetry can't help.

"no, Chu Fei, what you released in this way is not the true meaning of my unique skill, nor the power of its increase. I just used...