In the midst of boundless divine light, Li Changzhou stood proudly, raised his hand with a gesture, and the Golden Crown returned, which he wore on his head.
At the same time, all his wounds recovered, [Resurrection] constant.
His hair tied up, he was elegant and composed, no longer possessed of the previous thunderous rage, like a deep and unfathomable ocean, refining the clear light of the moon.
"The True Dragon just lost like that." Tian Shi and others were speechless for a moment.
On the cosmic Heavenly Road, daring to throw a punch in front of [Saint·Four Generations Wind];
Outside the first Holy City, about to decide life and death with the King of Black Fog;
Behind the second Holy Temple, fearlessly leaping first into the Galaxy, advancing courageously;
