The spiritual Qi in the Small Dragons' World was dense, and the sky was as clear as jade.
Soon, the goshawk was wearing the Thunderbolt-resistant Suit. Its dantian emitted a dense light, and the blood in its body was boiling hot.
A powerful aura soared into the sky and in an instant, the sky darkened. It was as dark as ink, and the black clouds surged as if they had sucked in all the light in the sky. A terrifying pressure fell from the sky and pressed down on everyone's shoulders.
Ou Yangming did not even frown when he felt this pressure.
The corners of his mouth curled up. "So weak..."
After the battle against Li Xin, he had been sublimated. It was an all-around improvement from the inside out.
At this moment, there were very few people in Danzhou, Zhangzhou, and even the Big Ruins who could fight against Ou Yangming. Even if they were top-grade Venerable Ones, they would be defeated by him in one blow.
