"Hmph, do you think I'm a novice?!"
Zhang Fan snorted coldly in his heart, an unknown anger rising, as his Primordial Spirit activated.
Rumble...
Instantly, Song Yunqi's Primordial Divine Light encountered resistance, forcing it back three points.
"Hmm!?"
Song Yunqi raised his eyebrows, feeling quite surprised. But he didn't think much, and his Primordial Divine Light suddenly condensed, resembling a white sword light, swift and agile, striking directly at the Celestial Sect.
"Seeking death!"
Zhang Fan's heart roared violently. His Primordial Spirit seemed to soar suddenly from the dark night, like a great sun's divine light, immeasurable and terrifying, explosively erupting within the office.
"Zhang Fan, you..."
Sui Chunsheng's face changed dramatically, feeling a deep sense of oppression. His Primordial Spirit trembled instinctively, almost falling into the Great Night.
"Good fellow."
At this moment, even Fang Changle's eyes lit up, involuntarily exclaiming.
Rumble...
