Demon Venerable Tiandu

The voice of the golden beast king was like a fuse that ignited the boundless anger in Wang Yi's heart.

Boom!

A terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire battlefield.

Wang Yi's aura was also constantly rising, producing intense friction with the air. Electric arcs flashed in the void.

At this moment, all eyes were on him.

Wang Yi was like a demon god. Countless bolts of lightning surrounded him, and his divine might suppressed the world.

"Die!"

Wang Yi also roared, but Wang Yi's roar was much stronger than the roar of the golden beast king.

Under Wang Yi's extreme anger, it was as if a mysterious power from an unknown space had been drawn out, and endless power appeared in the world.

Meanwhile, the sound wave was like a heaven-splitting blade that carried a destructive aura as it charged in all directions with Wang Yi as the center.