C768 The War Ended.

It was not over yet. In the midst of the low and deep roar, Sunn Xiaowu and all the other Golden Light Clones jumped up high.

The ten thousand Golden Light Clones did the same action. Their arms bent, and the golden light on their bodies lit up the entire sky.

Golden Scale Tyrant Fist: Golden Qilin!

The entire sky was enveloped by golden light. In the midst of the blazing golden light