God Emperor

Boom!

Nine overbearing dragon shadows dragged the carriage, and two layers of saint power ripples permeated. As the carriage moved forward, its saint might became stronger.

Even King Hun, who was standing at the center of the purple formation, found it hard to balance himself.

King Huns purple veil was lifted, showing a handsome face with green eyebrows and glinting eyes. He smiled. “Great carriage. Unfortunately, youre not strong enough to wield its real power. Second Yao Complete Power cant hurt me at all.”

“Dark.”

“Limit.”

“Hard.”

“Horrow.”

King Hun mumbled four words.

And then, he grabbed the white bone saint scepter, and his mind power gushed out like a storm.

The purple formation under his feet was rolled like a piece of paper, crushing toward the Golden Dragon Carriage. Suddenly, the carriage was slowed down while shaking fiercely.

“That persons mind power is probably at level fifty-six now.”

Zhang Ruochen stood at the front of the carriage, holding his Buddha sarira, and he felt intimidated.

Zhang Ruochen couldnt figure out who would ask someone so powerful to kill him.

However, King Hun was obviously using most of his mind power to operate the purple formation which could cover the fact that he was trying to kill Zhang Ruochen and the others here.