golden dragon scales then appeared, covering his arm. Golden dragon claws emerged, and finally, the blow landed on the opponent's chest. 。Those who reach the final stage are definitely not weaklings....With a violent shake of his head, Tang Wulin was taken aback. 。One ring, the other party and oneself are the same, both are rings! But her combat power is so formidable. 。However, after a brief moment of composure, Tang Wulin waved his hands upward. Roots of Blue Silver Grass chased after the opponent's black cauldron and shot out, trying to entangle it with their martial soul. 。But the young girl seemed not to care at all, not even about her own spirit, accelerating and rushing towards Tang Wulin. 。She wants to fight me in close combat Tang Wulin took a deep breath, his right arm completely covered by golden scales. He stood there, steady as a mountain. 。From the recent battle, he could sense that this girl's attacks were powerful. They weren't just direct soul force attacks; there seemed to be something else involved as well. 。weeping over everything instantly. 。In an instant, Tang Wulin only felt as if he was standing in the midst of a freezing snowstorm. 。Even with his physical strength, he felt as if he were being froze...