Chapter 33

• "Om"
• Ye Wuque, who was standing still, closed his eyes tightly, and his body was full of pale golden Holy Dao fighting spirit surging endlessly, golden red blood surging!
• The Pale Yin Poyue behind him trembled gently, floating up and down, as high as the others. At this moment, the night was getting thicker, but there was a brilliant light from Ye Wuque's body, and there was an unpredictable pound in this light. Smell breath.