C654 If the Golden Cicada Doesn't Die the Heaven and Earth Are Inexhaustible

Ao Mo seemed to be talking to the air, there was clearly no one around.

After a while, he suddenly heard a sigh.

"Hey, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, your strength and wisdom really make me blush."

He had clearly been crushed to death by Ao Mo's palm and turned into fine powder. No, it should be said that Tang Monk had once again appeared in front of Ao Mo.

At this moment