and an ant.Mythical Emperor, too strong, too strong.has become a mythical legend.Even a faint wisp of divine essence emanating from the remnants of a deity would be enough to crush a supreme being in...The Three Realms Prince showed a hint of surprise.

Ye Junlin's methods were more fierce and ruthless than he had imagined.

In his hand, a Honghong sapling was sacrificed, colliding with the Purgatory Spear.

The horrifying tide, vast and boundless, surged forth.

Sharp gun flashes, intertwined with the aura of the Honghuang.

The two figures separated once more.

Then Ye Junlin charged again, like a black-armored war god, his moves fierce and sharp.

At this, all present held their breath.

This kind of battle is too intense.

And every move is fatal.just for this scroll of the Immortal Sutra, this immortal war is worth it."Jun Xiaoyao was also smiling.For him, constructing an inner universe is equally important work.It concerns his future strengt...