Warlord

In a special room in Asgard, four capable people stood at different angles with their eyes closed. Around their bodies, lights of different colors floated up and danced around them. The four of them were of different ages, three men and one woman, but without exception, they all emitted the aura of powerful cultivators. At this time, one of the old men with white hair took a deep breath, and the cyan light dancing around him suddenly sped up.

That was the manifestation of Su’s energy conversion. The light emitted by the wildly dancing Su Feng illuminated the old man’s entire body. The old man clasped his hands together and then pointed them at the ground as she suddenly opened her eyes. In the next moment, Feng Yun Su started howling madly.

Waves of azure mist began to blow in all directions with the old man at the center. Large amounts of energy began to surge, causing the old man’s silver hair to dance in the wind.

After the old man, different types of energy flames appeared around the other three. They were respectively the red fire, the yellow earth and the blue water element Su. Thus, the room was illuminated with four different colored lights. The four people’s bodies were covered with different colored lights, and the energy flames were boiling. Only after ten minutes did the room gradually calm down and maintain a consistent intensity.

The old man inhaled again, the energy circulating around him being absorbed into his body. After him, the other three also withdrew their energy auras, and the room finally quieted down.

“Remember the frequency and intensity of the skill just now. Using the ‘Apocalypse’ requires an extremely high synchronization rate. And our chances, will probably not be more than three. “” No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. The old man turned around and said to the others with his hands behind his back. His voice wasn’t that loud, but it was filled with an irrefutable authority.

“Yes, Mr. Paulo.” The three of them said at the same time.

If these three were casually thrown into the wilderness, they would be able to get into the position of hegemons by relying on their strength. But in front of this old man, they were extremely respectful. Other than the old man’s overwhelming strength, it was also because of his battle record.

In the great battle thirty years ago, the old man in front of him was the Green War Eagle that was as famous as the Iron Tiger Callio!