This...how is this possible!

Suddenly, Shen Xueji's eyes flickered and she stared at Chu Yue intently.

I saw flowers floating across the sky, and the aura of monsters emanated from her martial body.

"The physique of a demon! Ye Chuyue has the physique of a demon?" Shen Xueji laughed crazily: "The Emperor of the Five Continents, why can't you do it?"

Chu Yue held the thunder drumstick in both hands, her expression indifferent and cold.

She must beat the imperial drum.

Although the current Emperor Gu is not as good as the one from 90,000 years ago due to Xiao Gu, Xi Ling Mo Zi and her strength.

But as long as she can awaken some of the hidden powerhouses, she will win this battle.

The Shennong Shengxue just now was her limit. Without her physical recovery, she would never be able to use it a second time in a short period of time.

What's more, there is the Kaitian Sect, and countless pairs of eyes in the sky and sea of ​​clouds are watching eagerly.

She needs more and stronger comrades.

More and stronger people are needed to protect this already barren and diseased land.

Below, Mr. Wei looked up at the Imperial Drum with tears in his eyes.

The morale of countless people was high and their blood was boiling.

Their backbone came back with the Imperial Drum.

The backbone of Wulu has not been broken, and the sun has not set yet!

"boom!"

"boom!"

Thunder suddenly appeared and the imperial drum beat.

The strong wind swept across the five continents with the sound of drums.

Impacting the eardrums and long-quiet hearts of hundreds of millions of warriors.

Those clusters of flames of faith are burning like a prairie fire!

The more you burn, the stronger you get!

The more it burns, the wider it gets!


Chapter completed!