The male wolf king endured the pain and glanced into the distance, only to find that Bruce was no longer there.
But the members of the God of War Group still maintained their attack formation, staring at the battlefield with no intention of retreating.
A trace of anxiety flashed across the male wolf king's eyes, and a deep roar rolled out of his throat.
It knew that it and this demon were no match for the person before it.
Now I am just stalling for time and waiting for Ye Lang to come.
It originally thought that the members of the God of War Corps would retreat like Bruce, but they did not move at all, as if they had already put life and death aside.
Only then did it understand that these humans, as tiny as ants, possessed the same fearless fighting spirit and loyalty as its wolf pack.
The black flames rose again, and the demon reconstructed his body for the third time.
At this moment, a wolf and a demon stood side by side, staring at the young man in the void without fear.
“Come again!”
The young man had an indifferent look in his eyes, his robes fluttering, as if he was standing in the sky looking down at ants.
"A beast, a bastard, dares to bark in front of me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's palm suddenly spun, and the space shattered like a mirror. A dark crack appeared out of thin air, swallowing up the surrounding light.
His eyes were cold, and he slowly pressed down with his hand. The crack turned into a huge black palm, which carried the power to crush mountains and rivers, and hit the wolf and the demon directly.
The giant palm arrived, pressing down so hard that the earth cracked and space distorted.
The wolf king and the demon watched as the giant palm covered the sky and pressed down, their bodies stuck in the mud, unable to move.
They roared, and the demonic energy and blood in their bodies burst out, turning into the last will of resistance and soaring into the sky.
"court death!"
The light-haired man shouted softly, and suddenly his palm power accelerated suddenly, pressing down like an ancient sacred mountain, and smashing down with a loud bang.
boom--!
The earth cracked, and the air waves swept like a raging tide, completely engulfing the male wolf king and the devil's figure.
At this time, all the members of the God of War Group stood on the ground, with sadness in their eyes, but no one retreated.
They are dead!
I am going to die too.
Don't let them be afraid.
In the God of War Corps, there were nine concubines, twelve maids, and nearly two hundred members, and none of them had the thought of retreating.
And they have no regrets in their hearts, because the faith they follow is worth defending with their lives.
They believed that as long as the boss came over, the guy who was so arrogant in the air would definitely die.
Now all they had to do was to delay time, buy a glimmer of hope for the woman the boss cared about the most, and wait for that familiar figure to streak across the sky.
And the surprise is so sudden,
When the smoke cleared, the Wolf King and the demon were not hurt at all. The black giant palm was blocked by another giant hand like rock, and the shattered space slowly healed.
"Fuck you! You dare to hit me? Die!"
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