chapter 1635 Decisive battle (1)

The black light is constantly disappearing. When the light dissipates, several figures slowly emerge from the void!

"puff!"

The prophet spit out a mouthful of blood, and the cloak on his body was torn to pieces. He showed a somewhat defeated face and looked at Ao Wuxu in the sky!

At this time, Ao Wuxu's aura was rising. He was obviously only in the ninth level of Dao Jie, but his aura at this time seemed to be no lower than the cultivation level of the prophet and the...