1764 Troop Morale Was High

She was fluent with the human language now. In fact, she even sounded excited toward the end. 

A cold smile emerged on Tang Wulin's face. There was even a touch of disdain on his lips. 

"Are you done?" His voice was not loud, but it was enough to echo through the entire scene. 

The Black Monarch said, "That's it. This is your last chance. If you won't be one of us, then you're our enemy."

Tang Wulin said calmly, "Nonsense. Come on." He was not interested in communicating with these abyssal creatures. He would not be able to buy time by conversing with them. 

In an instant, the powerful Combat Heaven and Earth aura, which had once instilled fear in the father and sons of the Qiangu Clan, burst forth from his body!

The lofty aura slowed down the rhythm of the advancing abyssal creatures which were thousands of meters away. Tang Wulin raised the Golden Dragon Spear high and his eyes were filled with a dominant fighting will.