Seeing the other person's face that seemed to be about to spit fire, the boy spoke with a slightly mocking voice.
"The tortoise shell is quite hard. I did see the chaotic cloak hammer technique you mentioned. I originally thought that your son didn't learn it well, but now it seems that you, as a father, are not very good either."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Tang Hao could react, everyone felt that the sky seemed to darken, and the figure in the square was shining with brilliant golden light. After looking at the golden light, everyone had only one thought in their mind, and that was to surrender.
It seemed that the only thing left between heaven and earth was that dazzling golden light and majestic figure like an emperor.
"It's that self-created soul skill again!"
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