Chapter 1,111: The Power of the Divine Denouncer?

Wu Changkong nodded slightly. 。Let's go a little later, we'll set off when it gets dark. 。"Thank you, Dance Teacher" 。Tang Wulin returned to his room and meditated for a while, when the sky outside...The Abyssal Lord is a ruler of realms! Yet, at this very moment, he's being suppressed and can't even lift his head. 。“No, it’s impossible” 。This is the power of God. 。How could you possibly have > 。The saint's voice grew furious. Apart from the power of a divine curse, what else could suppress the aura of their world ruler

"Hmph!" A cold female voice snorted, and the nine-colored dragon spear suddenly paused mid-air

An unprecedented aura of majesty suddenly erupted from her, an ancient and boundless flavor. 。At this moment, practically every titled Douluo and above on the entire Douluo Continent looked up at the sky. 。It's not just the strong from Douluo Continent, Douling Continent, and Xingluo Continent who feel this... 。In the vast wilderness, a wild figure was dashing wildly. He seemed to have suddenly sensed something and abruptly came to a halt. A look of astonishment appeared on his rugged face, and he knelt down on one knee with a start. The powerful aura he had possessed moments before vanished in this instant, replaced by an eerie silence. 。In the distant, vast forestent, he didn't know why, there was a hint of fear in his heart. 。He particularly hoped to receive news from his parents, but he was also afraid that the news would be bad. 。They still haven't contact...