Chapter 1,108: The Abyssal Saint King
ng his golden dragon spear in his hands. Wherever he passed, nothing could stand against him. 。No sandworm could stand against him, his movements so swift that only their bodies kept exploding across...At that moment, he suddenly felt that compared to these senior comrades of the Blood God Camp, he really wasn't anything. 。At first, when he took over for Blood Nine, there was a sense of smug satisfaction in his heart. But now, at this moment, that smugness has completely vanished. 。In its place, there was an indescribable reverence. 。Leaving the Blood God Formation, Tang Wulin immediately felt the changes in his body. His aura rapidly plummeted. 。It plummeted several notches in an instant. 。Without the guidance of the Blood God Formation, he would be unable to utilize the power of the planes. 。The blood legion's soldiers, after a moment of stunned cries, their cries transformed into cheers unlike anything ever heard before. 。Cheers erupted like a geyser. 。 Blood Nine, alive! The hero in their hearts, he didn't die! And that existence suspended in mid-air was even a great hero who saved the entire army! In this moment, Tang Wulin's image in their hearts had already become incredibly tall 。even exceeding the legion commander and all the blood godsever forgive you for the rest of my life, but for Shrek, I am willing to give up my vow. 。In my heart, Slayers will always be number one. 。Chen Xinjie's face was pale, he staggered back two steps and...