Killing the nine-colored clan

"This kid seems to have become very extraordinary!"

On the warship of fortune, the old locust tree smiled.

He could not sense the kid's realm at all.

Behind him, the ship was filled with enthusiastic cheers.

"This guy ..."

Many of the deity's descendants had complicated expressions on their faces.

Back then, this man had once transcended the peak of Pangu, and had been in the immortal world for more than ten years. It was unknown what level his cultivation base had reached.

"This person is too strong. Let's go!"

"It's time to retreat. Otherwise, it will be like the last time."

At this moment, many cries of alarm could be heard from the nine-colored tribe.

The people who spoke were all true God level characters.

They couldn't see through the opponent's strength at all. Based on those moves just now, they could conclude that this person was at least a mid to late earth immortal realm human.