"Big big big!!!"
Zhao Xing's Dantian whirled furiously as he refined the Kunpeng True Blood. At this moment, the acupoints and flesh had intertwining illusions of both Kun and Peng.
Ultimately, the illusion of Kun became increasingly solid, while the illusion of Peng gradually faded away.
"Ang~"
Shang He and Wu Long were flying forward when suddenly, they heard a sound coming from behind.
It seemed to originate from the primordial ocean of ancient times, the sound was desolate and primitive.
"My god, it's so big?"
"He's only a Fourth Rank, and he's truly mastered the Kunpeng Transformation?"
Shang He and Wu Long were both shocked.
Their transformations were already quite significant, with both Shang He's and Wu Long's bodies exceeding a kilometer in length.
Yet compared to Zhao Xing, they were nothing.
At this moment, the Big Kun's eyes alone were a hundred meters wide.
The body was so immense it was beyond sight. In front of Zhao Xing, they seemed like ants.
