Chapter 847 The Lord of the Devil

Storms, thunders and lightning. Below

, countless rivers converge to form a river.

"roar!"

There is a earth-shaking voice in the void,

rolling rivers, in which there seems to be a wild beast hidden.

The silver light flickered away, passing over the super-ancient nine-spoiled golden dragon like a meteor, which was amazing.

A thunderstorm fell again.

The super-ancient nine golden dragons fell down on the ground, the rain and fog filled the ground, and gradually came out of a figure.

"Xiuwei has reached the point of transforming the deity into a nine-fold deity. It's good, it's good." Ye Qingyun's eyes twinkled. "And my...