"Moreover, I possess a power that does not belong to Ming Lun!"
"This immensely powerful force!"
"I am the god of Earth!"
Zhao Xinglong's face changed dramatically, he bellowed, "Go!"
In an instant!
The halo in Wang Chen's hand transformed into a beam of light interwoven with gold and silver, aiming at the spot where Zhao Xinglong and Cao Jingjing were.
Boom!
The powerful energy exploded at their location, the rolling heat wave melting everything around them.
After dodging, Zhao Xinglong sensed Cao Jingjing's vitality, didn't linger, and stared at Wang Chen, shouting, "You should know that fighting here is meaningless. This is just a game."
Wang Chen sneered, "Indeed it's meaningless, but how could I not show off when I am this powerful?"
His mind had twisted.
"Then, perhaps you've forgotten, here, I control everything."
The magnetic voice rang out.
