f shared fate and sorrow."You want this deity to be your follower How amusing. Though, you're barely worthy of being this deity's mount."Jun Xiaoyao's single word sent the nine heads of the lion roari...The Three Realms Prince showed a hint of surprise.

Ye Junlin's methods were more fierce and ruthless than he had imagined.

In his hand, a Honghong sapling was sacrificed, colliding with the Purgatory Spear.

The horrifying tide, vast and boundless, surged forth.

Sharp gun flashes, intertwined with the aura of the Honghuang.

The two figures separated once more.

Then Ye Junlin charged again, like a black-armored war god, his moves fierce and sharp.

At this, all present held their breath.

This kind of battle is too intense.

And every move is fatal.with such profound and resilient character, is on the verge of collapse right now.His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared: "Jun Xiaoyao, what do you want!"Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, "Of course, I'm en...