The Lands of Death have charged over again.
How had they found this place?
Ling Han didn't ask. This was already meaningless. The enemy had already reached the door, so their only option was to face them head-on.
Weng, the Natural-born Gold Spirit's eyes immediately lit up, and a terrifying aura surged, as if he was a Great Emperor.
Xiu, he charged out.
Buddha Doga approached. Boom, the two Pseudo-Emperor-level beings started fighting, but in just a few moves, Buddha Doga was already at a disadvantage.
As long as the Natural-born Gold Spirit was refined, it could become a Pseudo-Emperor-level doppelganger. And now, it was controlled by the all twelve of the Lords of Death at the same time, so just how strong would it be?
Strength upon strength, it was naturally freakishly terrifying.
Qian Yanghao and Xia Houping exchanged a glance before immediately charging over to join forces with Buddha Doga to battle against the Natural-born Gold Spirit.
