C1689 Great martial god

Multicolored ripples began to bloom in the skies.

An unimaginably vast divine might suppressed the world.

Jade Clear Saint's face tightened as a different red color appeared in his eyes. He was enduring some kind of huge pressure.

Wang Shuo's eyes were deep and calm, yet they were filled with a terrifying whirlpool. A shadow descended from the sky, and the moment it landed