643 Final Trump Card

Giant Sun's will was too strong.

Not just his battle strength, but also his deep foundation.

It inherited some of the Immortal Venerable's experience, just a killer move created out of boredom drove Fang Yuan into a desperate state again.

"Damn it, is it time to use Spring Autumn Cicada again?" Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, a thought arising in his mind.

The first aperture was filled with pressure, the surface of the aperture walls was covered with cracks resembling a spider's web.

Spring Autumn Cicada floated in the center, as yellow and green lights flickered on the cicada's body.

Fang Yuan was not ignorant, the aperture had obviously reached its limits, it could break the very next second!

But he quickly dispelled the thought of using Spring Autumn Cicada.

More and more of his Gu worms were being sealed, his firepower was weakening, Fang Yuan was starting to take hits passively.