"So it's you!"
On the warship, Tang Bukong sneered.
"You're actually not dead! He was really tough! However, it should be enough! It's already not easy for you to survive a self-destruction of that level!"
"These few years must have been hard on you!"
He sneered.
"I'm still alright!"
Tang Hao smiled, then went up to the ship.
"Look at my Tang Clan, how awe-inspiring! I don't think you can guess how many nine tribulations there are in my Tang Clan! I'm telling you, it's already more than your Haotian Daoist sect. Your Haotian Daoist sect is no longer the number one force in Pangu!"
"Now, the divine temple is weak and our Tang Clan is the master of Pangu."
Tang Bukong raised his head and said proudly.
His expression was filled with pride.
He just wanted to show off and provoke this guy.
This guy's strength had not yet recovered, and he must be feeling very uncomfortable to see the rise of his Tang Clan!
