But I found that teleportation was impossible here.

The surrounding storm of destruction blocked all connections.

"How did I get in?"

Lin Ye took a look at the situation around him.

He seemed to be at the center of this destructive wind.

He took a look at the Demonic Armor.

The energy has been exhausted.

Obviously it's not the result of the Sky-Dang Demon Armor.

Soon, Lin Ye knew.

Tiger King!

Nine Netherworld King Tiger!

If it hadn't been for the protection of the Nine Netherworld King Tiger, he would have been shattered by the destructive storm.

Even gods and demons are not immune.

Because his divine and demonic body is still very weak.

"Ahem, you kid finally woke up."

"You're in big trouble now."

The Tiger King's voice sounded in Lin Ye's mind.

It also seemed to reveal a sense of weakness.

"That guy's name is the Wanshou Blood Medal."

"Every ten thousand years a tentacle grows."

"I just took a look and it has at least more than three hundred hands!"

Three hundred hands!

That is cultivation...

Three million years!

Lin Ye took a breath of air.

The Blood Mammoth has only been practicing for tens of thousands of years, but that octopus has been practicing for three million years!

"But fortunately, his strength is a little weaker than my peak strength."
Chapter completed!