Chen Yuan subconsciously agreed!

There is no way. If the Snow God fails, it will be created by the Yuan Dynasty, and the gods will be destroyed.

This is not a joke.

The moment Chen Yuan agreed.

The next second.

The entire initial universe suddenly had endless pure energy, and began to pour into the snow god.

There is also a congenital rhyme god mang, pouring its body.

The breath on the snow god began to skyrocket at a incredible speed.

God Lord eight -tier!

God Lord nine -level!

God Lord Ten!

In the early stages of sanctuary!

In the middle of the sanctuary!

In the late stages of sanctuary!

Half Saint Peak!

Heavenly Holy!

"boom!"
Chapter completed!