Nine wisps of Black Yellow ancient Qi

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the sky, lightning flashed.

In the blink of an eye, the entire world darkened. Tens of thousands of silver lightning bolts danced wildly in the air and gradually gathered into a Lightning Vortex.

The color of the lightning was also changing. At first, it was silver, then it turned purple, and finally, it turned golden.

"What's going on?"

Tang Hao held the treasure chest in his arms and looked up at the sky. He was confused.

The group of venerable sovereigns, who were fighting the ferocious beasts and attracting Tang Hao's attention, also stopped and looked up at the sky, confused.

Such a shocking phenomenon was not ordinary!

"Who cares! It's better to run first!"

Tang Hao turned around and glanced at the ten thousand Zhang tall Golden Lion. He could not help but grin as he hugged the treasure chest tightly.