Although he had repeatedly increased the combat power of the Devil Lord Gou Chen, Wang Yuan still felt absolute despair when facing this punch.
If time could start over, he definitely would have run far away, even if entering God's Residence was not smooth and made his liver and gallbladder tremble with fear, he would not have lingered here.
Who could have imagined that Tang Luo's Blood River Divine Sword could not only be slashed from the mouth but also borrowed through the arm's meridians? Was he not afraid that the Blood Fiend would corrode and destroy his meridians?
Wang Yuan was in despair. The distress signal stone inside the Divine Armor had been activated before the battle began, but Southern Heaven was more than a hundred thousand miles away from Longzhou Northern Territory. Even if the powerful ones from the Wang Clan in Southern Heaven risked their lives to escape through space, they could not save him from Gou Chen's punch.
