Old Dried Corpse

"General Feng, why don't you let me take the fifth spot?" Li Xiang suddenly recommended himself.

Feng Qinglin looked at Li Xiang with a smile. He had a clear understanding of Li Xiang's combat strength when he was facing Hei Feng. Even though he only revealed his physical body and talent magical powers, it was enough to prove that he was certainly a top-tier powerhouse.

He couldn't even tell how high Li Xiang's real cultivation and strength were. He could only describe it as unfathomable.

He even suspected that this mysterious Li Xiang might not be in the mythical realm, but a terrifying existence in the divine realm.

After all, a person who dared to travel an endless distance without sufficient strength might die in a foreign land one day.

Now that Li Xiang had taken the initiative to ask for a battle, it was naturally something he could not ask for more.