Erlang Shen Yang Jian at this time did not understand what Cheng Guang was thinking. The face that otherwise seemed handsome now bore a foolish grin.
Following that, without saying a word, Erlang Shen Yang Jian waved his hand, and a mysterious light flashed; Zhang Shunlong's figure appeared on the spot.
When Cheng Guang saw Zhang Shunlong's figure, he felt his vision darken once more.
The originally handsome countenance of Erlang Shen Yang Jian, in Cheng Guang's view, was no longer so attractive, but rather dumb as a dog.
Not much better than the look of Black Cub.
The first divine warrior of the Heavenly Court?
Is this it?
Cheng Guang had reached the peak of helplessness and had no inclination to say anything more.
At this moment, upon being released by Erlang Shen Yang Jian, Zhang Shunlong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.