A breath as thick as a mountain rushed towards his face, and Zhou Dao even felt that even if he had practiced to the Yuan Shen stage, he could not shake the giant turtle in front of him.

"The divine beast must be a divine beast." Zhou Dao secretly thought.

"Big guy, why aren't you sleeping?" Meng Yingying flew onto the giant turtle's head.

"Little naughty boy, he's here again. I feel the breath of a stranger coming out." A dull voice boomed, and at the same time, the huge turtle opened its two big eyes and stared at Zhou Dao.

Kick! Kick! Kick!

Zhou Dao felt a burst of invisible pressure pressing down on him, and he couldn't help but take three steps back.

"This is my friend, don't embarrass him." Meng Yingying shouted hurriedly.

"Well, the boy is good. He can still stand under my pressure." The booming sound sounded again, like thunder.

"Oh, how many times have I told you, you can't lower your voice." Meng Yingying covered her ears and shouted.

"Senior, is he a divine beast?" Zhou Dao asked respectfully.

"That's right, have you ever seen other mythical beasts?" The turtle's voice became much softer.

"I've seen one." Zhou Dao said.

"Oh, you have really seen it." The turtle felt a little surprised.

"At Tianlong Gate, there is a golden dragon." Zhou Dao said.

"You're talking about the divine dragon from Tianlongmen. That dragon is called Jin Ming. It's a metallic dragon. Its level is slightly lower than mine. It's just that it's good at attacking and I'm good at defending. We've fought against each other several times before.
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