In the pitch-black universe.
The three mighty warriors glared angrily at Wang Hao, a terrifying pressure bore heavily down on him.
"Boom..."
At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted.
Everyone turned to look, and Zhao Yiling at the center was surrounded by a golden lightning that covered a five-kilometer radius, with a suffocating pressure that suppressed everyone's strength.
"Supreme domain!"
Everyone gasped in shock and quickly retreated from Zhao Yiling's domain.
Meanwhile, the male comrades present couldn't help but feel envious of Wang Hao, wondering how he could rely on such extraordinariness. Facing danger, he charged directly without worrying if he'd win or not.
The three mighty warriors were slightly stunned, exclaiming, "It's actually the Thunder Spirit Saint Body!"
