it could not be washed away even by all the water in the world."No...I, Long Aotian, am the son of destiny. How could I possibly admit defeat" Long Aotian refused to yield.His life was about not belie...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. at least we can tie it.However, he was severely injured.Jun Xiaoyao looked expressionless, retracting his fist.He is more than just a Holy Body Embodiment.He also cultivated one of the Nine Heavenly...