"Oh my God!"
Everyone on the square warship was terrified.
The guy in white shattered the defense array of the Luosha battleship with a light slap. Then, he walked in, grabbed the notorious night Rakshasa, and lifted her.
This scene was too frightening!
That wasn't a low-level Saint, but a half-step Master with a true spirit of more than 60000 feet!
However, in front of that guy, he didn't even have the ability to resist. It was really strange and terrifying.
"He ... Who is he?"
On the sea Dragon warship, Ji Ruyin was still in a state of shock, her face pale.
She looked at the Luosha ship in a daze.
The white-robed figure's clothes and black hair were fluttering in the wind. He had a heaven-shaking might around him, and his eyes were bright and domineering. He was like an ancient God, and just a glance was enough to make people's hearts tremble.
In front of him, she felt so small and inferior.
