Chapter 817: The Tianxing Civilization? What Garbage Is That?
What?
Everyone was stunned by the plain-skirt lady's words.
Who was she? How come she was so arrogant?
The mysterious figure was an expert from a Tier Four Civilization.
How dare she speak to him like that?
The mysterious figure was enraged by the plain-skirt lady's words. "What an arrogant woman. Clearly, you haven't seen what a true supreme elite is like, but don't worry, I'm going to enlighten you today."
The mysterious figure raised the staff in his hand and began chanting an inscrutable mysterious incantation. The staff in his hand started quivering, and the quivering became more and more intense as he chanted.
Crack!
The sky split open just then, and countless bolts of mysterious purple lightning inundated the battlefield.