Chapter 1108: Abyssal Saint Sovereign

ind of blood, this time, completely drenching him. 。This is killing me!Every time Tang Wulin was in crisis, his mentality would always become calm in the first place. He didn't have time to complain...In that moment, he suddenly felt that compared to these senior members of the Blood God Camp, he was truly nothing. 。At first, when he took over from Blood Nine, there was a tinge of smugness in his heart. But at this moment, that smugness had completely vanished. 。In place of, there is indescribable reverence. 。Leaving the Blood God Formation, Tang Wulin immediately felt the changes in his body. His aura quickly plummeted 。 。Without the guidance of the Blood God Formation, he would be unable to leverage the power of the plane. 。Immediately after the cries of astonishment, they erupted into cheers unlike any they had ever heard before. 。Cheers erupted like a geyser. 。Blood Nine, he's alive! Their hero, he didn't die! And the existence floating in mid-air, he was even a great hero who saved the entire army!At this moment, Tang Wulin's image in their hearts had already become incredibly tall. 。Even surpassing the legion commander and all the blood godsGolden Dragon Lance rose, Tang Wulin's wrist shook, a golden glimmer flashed, and an ice cone shattered in mid-air with a deafening roar. But the fragments of ice didn't disperse, instead clinging to...