Amidst the harsh explosions, an indifferent voice shot straight into the sky, echoing in the void like a bell.

Immediately, the sound of the dragon's roar became louder and louder, and above the void, the shadow of the Taisha Holy Dragon appeared again, standing across the void and rising into the sky.

Click!

A clear voice sounded, and then, all the disciples of Wusheng Tower were horrified to discover that at this moment, cracks appeared in the misty rain domain of Lengquan, under the bombardment of the phantom of Taisha Shenglong.

Moreover, the scope of this crack is getting bigger and bigger, eventually covering the entire field.

Boom!

A thunderous sound sounded, and the realm completely collapsed.

At the moment when the realm was shattered, the disciples of the Martial Saint Pagoda on the wasteland all raised their heads.

Then they were shocked to find that Zhuo Wen and Leng Quan were still suspended in mid-air relative to each other, with their right fists pressed tightly together, maintaining a bombardment posture.

"Who won, and what happened just now?" Many disciples were confused and didn't know what had just happened.

Even Shao Yu and the three elders of Wu Shengta, who were fighting fiercely together, stopped moving and raised their heads, staring into the void where Zhuo Wen and Leng Quan were. They were also waiting for the outcome between the two.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood fell from the sky, and then the sneer on Leng Quan's face gradually solidified, becoming extremely ugly, and the blood marks on the corners of his mouth were shocking.
Chapter completed!