boom.

Eighteen warrior gods. All come.

The power of the gods has a kind of superiority on the life level. This makes everyone have the urge to kneel down in front of the little Martial God.

When all the golden clouds poured into Xiao Wushen's body, his body experienced a terrifying surge. It rose to more than three meters. His whole body was filled with golden power. His body seemed to be cast from gold. The same. Becoming glittering. Like a golden god of war.

The marks of the eighteen Martial Gods are all reflected on Yang Chen's body, forming dense divine patterns.

Roar.

The only place on his body that was a different color was his blood-red eyes.

At this moment, he was staring at Long Chen.

It’s unclear how strong the current Xiao Wushen is.

Long Chen gritted his teeth.

"You stubborn guy. If I don't let you sober up, you won't wake up. It's time to be relieved."

This battle is not only for myself and for Feng Zhilin, but also for Yang Chen.

Under the spotlight and worries, Long Chen moved forward resolutely.

Slay demons and gods with the sword in your hand.

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