"He's alive, he's still alive!" Jun Tao shouted, alerting everyone, asking for support, because at this moment, even though he was using the silver spear tip to prod Shi Hao, he felt fear.
The aura of Shi Hao at this moment was terrifying, like a humanoid fierce dragon unleashed, his eyes cold and bright with flames, as if they could burn the heavens.
Shi Hao roared, tongue sparking lightning, even while suspended in the air, he attacked with divine sound.
"Ah..."
Jun Tao felt as if struck by lightning, his whole body trembling, his face pale.
"Dong!"
Like the sound of a mountain torrent, Shi Hao's roar turned into overwhelming waves, billowing white gaseous waves, crashing down like a massive mountain.
Jun Tao spat blood with an 'wah' sound. It's unimaginable how strong this adversary was, just a roar like a thunderbolt striking the sky, making his whole body shake violently.
