The Gold-armored Ancient God Jian Wushuang

"Yun Fan had transformed into a Demon God!"

"He's the Great Elder of Cloud Sea Asgard, was it necessary? He is just battling a Divine Realm expert!"

"This Jian Wushuang..."

The onlookers had already scrambled far away from the fight. All of them had an odd expression as they watched the battle.

Yun Fan, who had transformed into a five-meter Silver-armored Ancient God, stared deadly at Jian Wushuang with his silver-light eyes.

He had never thought that Jian Wushuang would push him to this stage. But after the fight just now, he understood that while Jian Wushuang was just a Divine Realm Expert, his strength was strangely extraordinary.

"Kid, you should be proud of yourself for pushing me to this point, but you should stop now" Yun Fan growled in a low voice.

"Stop now?" Jian Wushuang had a cold impression, even as he saw Yun Fan turn into an Ancient God.

"Well, I don't think so."