The true God of creation system

Under the stunned gazes of countless people, a perfect woman in white porcelain descended into this world. She also exuded the exact same Joss flame aura and had the same body shape. After all, she had also cultivated the new second version of the nine revolutions mysterious art.

Many Dao cultivators were completely numb. They stood on the battlefield, unable to speak.

"This is ..."

"There's a third witch's night?"

"Why are there so many?"

"Again?"

They had used more than half of their strength to deal with a demoness who was filled with evil emotions, and now there was a third one. Who could stand it?

Wasn't the catastrophe of the witch's night a little too powerful?

They couldn't figure out how powerful the third witch was. After all, the evil existence just now could be said to be the most perfect enemy that could contain all fear.

Stronger?

He couldn't think of anything else!