991 Long Health Bar

The five blood-red fingers returned without achieving anything. For a moment, they did not appear to be making their next move.

Suddenly, a single ray of red light began to form above each finger. They were obviously preparing for their Ultimate so that they could break Black Pot's defense in a single move.

Fang Ning watched on worriedly, wondering if it would be able to hold on.

After all, this was a God-level opponent that had been alive for over millions of years. The depth of its foundation was not something those insignificant little creatures he encountered before could compare with!　

The teleportation skill just now that destroyed the flying sword with one move was a clear proof of this.　

"Please don't be defeated…" Fang Ning could not help joining his palms together in prayer.