855 Hellwind Golems

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The three mighty World Gods flew through the air like three meteors, moving straight for Ji Ning at high speed. Although they were millions of kilometers away, they were able to arrive right next to Ning in a single breath's worth of time.

"Bold." Arroyo looked at Ning.

"You seem quite confident." Fukai's eyes were narrowed as he stared in a cold, weighing manner at Ning.

As for World God Boneplate, he quietly stood next to Arroyo.

Ning himself had reached the speed of a Samsara Daolord. Ning could tell at a glance that although these three were quite fast, he would be able to easily shake off any pursuit by them without even needing to use his Thunderlight Wings. Although the surrounding space had been locked down, preventing any teleportation, Ning's speed alone ensured that he could attack whenever he wished and leave whenever he wished. The initiative was with him.