"So what if I am!"
Shen Xuan looked up.
Nine zhang tall, like a towering small mountain, full of oppressive presence.
Shen Xuan gazed at the Iron-devouring Demon Ox Dharma Aspect behind Niu Dali.
"A Demon Race Body Refining Master. Quite interesting indeed!"
Shen Xuan suddenly chuckled, unleashing ten thousand rays of golden light, which instantly surged forth.
The next moment!
Shen Xuan transformed into a seven-zhang-tall golden giant, with a blue face and fangs, looking ferocious.
At this moment, he was clad in celestial gold battle armor, holding an exotic metal cold iron rod, glaring at Niu Dali angrily.
Behind him materialized a Profound Ice Divine Dragon Dharma Aspect.
Baring claws and brandishing teeth, coiled in the void, surveying all beings.
The murderous aura emanating from the Divine Dragon quickly spread.
