I saw the other side of the shore floating across the sky, and the aura of the monster emanated from her martial body.

"Demonic physique! Ye Chuyue is a demonic physique?" Shen Xueji smiled madly: "The Emperor of Five Lands, why don't you do it?"

Chu Yue held the thunder drumsticks in both hands, and his expression was indifferent and cold.

She must ring the imperial drum.

Although the current imperial drum is not as strong as the one from 90,000 years ago because of the little bones and the puff moth.

But as long as she can awaken some hidden powerhouses, she will win this battle.

Shennong Shengxue was her limit just now. With the condition that the martial arts body had not recovered, she would never be able to use it again in a short period of time.

What's more, there are Kaitian Sect and countless pairs of eyes in the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

She needs more and stronger comrades.

More and stronger people are needed to protect this already barren and sick land.

Below, Mr. Wei looked up at the imperial drum, tears filling his eyes.

Countless people have a great morale and their blood is boiling.

Their backbone came back with the Emperor Drum.

The backbone of Wulu has not broken yet, and the sun has not set yet!

"boom!"

"boom!"

Thunder suddenly appeared and the imperial drum beat.

The strong wind swept across Wulu with drum sounds.

It impacts the eardrums of hundreds of millions of warriors and the long-silent hearts.

The clusters of faith burned harder and stronger with the momentum of a prairie fire!

The more you burn, the stronger it becomes!
Chapter completed!