Chapter 1,108: The Abyssal Saint King

ong enough. 。There is no doubt that Tang Wulin's single-word battle armor is incredibly powerful. It was forged entirely from over eighty-five percent spirit alloy, and with Gu Yue's design and Ye Xin...At that moment, he suddenly felt that compared to these senior comrades of the Blood God Camp, he really wasn't anything. 。At first, when he took over for Blood Nine, there was a sense of smug satisfaction in his heart. But now, at this moment, that smugness has completely vanished. 。In its place, there was an indescribable reverence. 。Leaving the Blood God Formation, Tang Wulin immediately felt the changes in his body. His aura rapidly plummeted. 。It plummeted several notches in an instant. 。Without the guidance of the Blood God Formation, he would be unable to utilize the power of the planes. 。The blood legion's soldiers, after a moment of stunned cries, their cries transformed into cheers unlike anything ever heard before. 。Cheers erupted like a geyser. 。 Blood Nine, alive! The hero in their hearts, he didn't die! And that existence suspended in mid-air was even a great hero who saved the entire army! In this moment, Tang Wulin's image in their hearts had already become incredibly tall 。even exceeding the legion commander and all the blood godsnds. Soon, the clothes on his upper body were torn apart by himself, and scratches appeared all over his body. 。Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, relying on his astonishing willpower to resist the itching...