almost doing the same thing as the author and Yang Nianxia, taking large strides forward, rushing straight towards Yang Nianxia's direction. 。At the same time, beneath his feet, the blue silver grass...Compared to this last game, all the previous matches were just appetizers. 。And who could win this final match, undoubtedly would have the advantage in enrollment. 。Five minutes passed quickly. 。A gentle east wind from ancient times slowly walked out, followed by six others who filed out after him. 。Following closely behind the immortal Eastern Wind was none other than the Purgatory Douluo Qian Gu Qingfeng, who had just suffered a crushing defeat in the previous battle. 。The Eternal Wind was looking at Tang Wulin's eyes with fury, as if he wanted to spit fire. This was the first time in so many years that Xia Zēng had suffered such a serious injury. How could he not be angry On the other side of the Eternal Eastern Wind, naturally, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yáo... 。Three Ultimate Douluo Stand Side by Side stronger. 。In an instant, he seized control of the severely wounded king. The king's abyssal aura vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his planar essence was left without even a shred of...