a group of people looked at each other. After countless times of looking at each other, no one was willing to speak.

"you, tell me your purpose!"

Tang Yu points to a cultivator in the five realms of the real gods, deliberately releases his own pressure and oppresses him.

"poof!"

a mouthful of blood gushed out of the mouth of the cultivator of the five realms of the real gods. His face became white at the same time.

it is clear that Tang Yu, who only cultivated in the four realms of the real gods, released his own pressure in the face of a cultivator of the five realms of...