The divine boat is born!

"That's right!"

Tang Hao nodded and said teasingly,"I'm afraid you can't destroy the gate of fortune on your own, senior!"

"Good! Then just you wait, when the formation is broken, let's see if you can still be stubborn!"

Ancient Emperor laughed sinisterly as he activated the divine cauldron again.

Then, his body flashed, and a clone walked out. It was completely red and covered in flames of various colors. The aura it emitted was actually at the seven tribulations eight thousand Blood Realm.

The four Hua Xing old monsters were shocked and speechless.

Just a clone was more powerful than them. As expected of an eight-tribulation venerable sovereign, his magical power was far from what seven-tribulation venerable sovereigns like them could compare to.

"Another one, 5000 blood!"