Boom!

Terrifying killing intent gushed forth from Ji Mo's body, causing the temperature in the great valley to plummet.

"What did you say?" Ji Mo stared coldly at Zhou Yuan like a venomous snake. His every word created an oppressive pressure.

The Sacred Race team behind him looked terrifying. Their eyes contained a fierce glint, and powerful Genesis Qi was surging around them.

They hadn’t expected Zhou Yuan to be so arrogant. They had already taken a step back ...