Suppression Ancient Heaven Gate
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"There's no helping it. This little lord lacks many things except divine lord mystic treasures. Now, you come and taste the explosion of divine lord mystic treasures too."
Ye Yuan smiled, his figure suddenly disappearing.
Hao Liang's hairs stood on end, directly displaying his movement technique, and was about to leave.
But how could Ning Tianping give him the chance to escape?
It was only to see his figure flashed, already blocking his path.
Right at this time, Ye Yuan already arrived!
A horrifying energy instantly bloomed. Hao Liang mustered up all the divine essence in his body, wanting to resist this explosion.
Rumble!
A horrifying energy exploded once more, Hao Liang's body directly flew out backward.
Not far away, Ye Yuan's and Ning Tianping's figures appeared.
Ning Tianping's face had a pale complexion. In that instant just now, he practically thought that he was going to die.