An indescribably exquisite armor appeared out of thin air and clung to Ji Ruo's body.
Behind him, twelve pairs of wings blotted out the sun. Primal Chaos Divine Light was the base, and divine rings of various colors shone on his head.
The special effect was fully activated!
This was not the end.
Everything around them was rapidly disintegrating and reassembling. In an instant, it turned into a magnificent and magnificent temple. Ji Ruo sat on the throne and looked down at the two adventurers.
The projections of the gods appeared on both sides of the temple. They stood in columns facing each other. They were expressionless and gave off a strong psychological pressure.
A long line of gorgeous words suddenly appeared above Ji Ruo's head: The Supreme Chaos Thunderbolt…
