"The human race's white Emperor has joined the battle!"
Bai Wushang didn't say this.
But this sentence naturally appeared in the world of perception of every transcendent being.
At that time, the life-and-death game players could not be distracted, but the soldiers who had the slightest chance to catch their breath all looked back.
There were a total of seven light doors!
they lined up in a ring, like stars surrounding the moon, surrounding the white emperor of the human race.
"
the first one to appear was a skeleton pterosaur.
it was still less than 1000 meters size, but its pale skeleton was shocking.
Although it was an undead with a cold air of death, the ancient Dragon's might was like a Thunderbolt that lit up the battlefield around it.
"Winged Dragon death god! This is the third generation ancestral Dragon of my clan!"
