Li Tianming had long known that more people were coming from the Star-Moon Divine Que.
The enemy force was enormous; naturally, experts were countless and emerged one after another.
Each one was stronger than the last!
What now?
"Kill them while we still have time!"
Li Tianming suddenly fixed his gaze on Xing Daoyin before him, the strongest of the Neutron Star Ruins!
Xing Daoyin had been holding back for far too long, forced to watch Li Tianming slaughter far too many people with his own eyes!
"Li Tianming, you truly are formidable—unsolvable, bizarre! But you also admit that you are a slave race! As long as you are a slave race, standing on their side in this orderly universe means you are fated for a dead end! Every slave race connected to you will also be killed because of you!"
Xing Daoyin's gaze was grim and severe, his eyes brimming with the supreme pride of the Zhantian God Clan. "Do you truly know just how powerful we Eight Gods of Desolation are? You have already offended one Heavenly God Clan and two Divine Multitudes. Do you understand?"
"To hell with you!" At this critical moment, Li Tianming had no time to talk to him. "White Night! Get out there and fight! Hurry!"
"Got it!" Little Six abruptly emerged from Li Tianming's mind. Only when it abandoned the protection of the Heavenly Spirit Tower and Li Tianming's "fleshly body" was it in its strongest state.
This was truly going all out!
White Night condensed into the form of a gigantic white Li Tianming. Its eyes locked onto Xing Daoyin as it snarled, "Old bastard, you're at death's door and still flaunting your powerful backing in front of me? Still showing off your superiority?"
It was enraged!
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
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