King Han of the Extreme North
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Above the Demon Capital.
The phantom of the Demon Imperial Tombs that was originally just floating suddenly distorted violently.
It was as if the water at the bottom of a well had been stirred up. In an instant, waves surged thousands of feet and inexplicable fluctuations swept in all directions. Then, all the living beings inside and outside the Demon Capital could clearly see that above their heads…
In the sky above the Demon Divine Palace, the majestic mountain range that had been floating for more than a month collapsed silently as they looked on!
"Stupid ox, what nonsense are you talking about?"
When Ying Chengpeng heard this, he immediately sneered in disdain. He took another deep breath and sneered weakly, "You can't even step on my feathers with your weak hooves, and you want to kick through the sky?"