Two Supreme-grade martial artists had been held back by a half-step martial God until now. Not only had they failed to kill the other party, but they had also been severely injured.
What was even more worrying was that the Buddha and the God of sorcerer were devouring the Central Plains and dividing up the territory.
In the distance, the poison God's stomach was moving rhythmically and air was gushing out of his back. He was consuming a lot of oxygen every second, like a human who had overexerted himself.
His energy consumption was equally huge, and his aura had declined seriously.
This made the wise Gu God anxious. He had not expected Xu Qi 'an to be so powerful.
On the other side, Xu Qi 'an's full muscles began to shrink. In his violently undulating chest, his heart finally couldn't take it and exploded into a mist of blood. His pupils became dim.
His legs began to tremble, as if he could not stand.
