Ruins of the Golden Crow Divine Court, Despair (4)

At that moment, the space here trembled non-stop.

The flames on the Golden Crows rose continuously.

Their bloodline power also began to surge.

They were undergoing a baptism.

A sublimation.

It was as if a sea of fire had appeared in everyone's eyes.

Ancient Golden Crow experts frolicked in the sea of fire.

The Golden Crow was born from fire!

Bloodline power, upgraded!

In front, the human army retreated in defeat and fled.

The five True Spirit Realm cultivators were also dispersed and fought on their own.

They could not even protect themselves, let alone stop the Golden Crow army from leaving.

The thousand-foot-tall general that Han Muye had transformed into repelled a True Spirit with every punch.

Han Muye's face revealed a fierce battle intent.

Today, not only did he want to stop these humans, but he also wanted to leave all these humans in this mystic realm!

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