The ancient half-saint of Xingchen only felt pain in his right eye, and his vision went dark. He was hit by a powerful force and almost fainted. He flew thousands of feet backwards, and his right eye was black and swollen.

At this time, he realized that he had been punched.

"Roar."

The ancient half-saint of the stars was furious, and a huge figure loomed behind him. Saint-level fluctuations spread from the figure,

Even the power of the Heavenly Tribulation is difficult to approach that figure.

"Oops, this guy is going to die."

Gu Zhong felt a huge crisis, but at this moment, the second wave of catastrophe was launched, and terrifying fluctuations came from deep in the sky.

"Roar."

A roar came from the depths of the sky, and a huge figure rushed out,

"This is……"

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this figure.
Chapter completed!