A quasi-emperor who has practiced cultivation for only 100,000 years

At this moment, in the picture, Ye Daocang, the white-robed Ye Daocang who transformed into the power of a strand of hair, looked indifferently at this black cloud shining golden mountain, with a dull expression.

And the boundless and terrifying aura erupted in the black cloud-shining golden mountain, making the common people unbelievably astonished, and one strong man after another was terrified to the extreme.

"Ye Daocang, this seat will see how you destroy my deity!"

Inside, Zhundi Heiwu's voice thundered, spreading all over the desert. The sound echoed throughout the galaxy, attracting the attention of countless people.

Ye Daocang remained indifferent and unchanged. In his eyes, thousands of dazzling lights flowed in all directions.

"Let's wait and see!" Ye Daocang replied indifferently.

The next moment, the passing winds!

Phew~~!