However, at this moment, when they saw the sky, they could feel the energy that was brewing in the clouds that could almost destroy the world. The two beasts had the illusion that they had survived a calamity. Even this energy that was as thick as a strand of hair could kill them a hundred times. No matter how they died, they would still be dead. Was there any meaning to being sacred beasts or divine beasts?
Bloodline magical beasts also had their own troubles!
Rumble!
Waves of thunder came from afar and approached. It was as if thousands of war chariots were galloping at the same time. Dark clouds rolled, and black fog that filled the sky swept towards the ground. Upon seeing this scene, King Kong and Jiu Yan looked at the sky in unison. Even King Kong was a little worried before. At this moment, the thunder was like a war drum, and he felt pride surging out of his magical beast body. He revealed a determined expression.
