Shortly after, the dao patterns constricted tightly.
Gomon cried because the dao patterns were really strong. He wasn't willing to shrink, his eyeballs tore apart and large amounts of purple blood seeped out.
"You small blood food."
Gomon shouted in rage to vent the anger in his heart.
"How can you be so firm even in such a situation?" Lin Fan squinted his eyes and smiled. The dao patterns got thicker and thicker, and explosion sounds reverberated throughout. The scenes became a little gory.
Evil God's attacks were already really terrifying.
But at this moment, compared to Lin Fan's attacks, he was still a little lacking.
Maybe he found it hard to bear with the pain.
Gomon didn't continue resisting and his body started to shrink under the constriction of the dao patterns.
