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Countless screams sounded, and no one believed that it was true. There were still powerful people in the world who could swallow Zhong Yue?

Only when the void slowly calmed down could everyone see clearly the master with his bloody mouth.

"Dongjun?" He Zu shouted in surprise.

"Mr. Dong?" Countless alien races were shocked.

This is impossible. Didn’t Dongjun be suppressed by the gods and Buddhas? Why did he appear here?

Moreover, the aura around him is so majestic, no worse than Zhong Yue’s. Even Dong Jun’s body is filled with a round breath? This aura is extremely strange and divided into four types, alternating between hot and cold.

A gust of wind circulates around Dongjun. Wherever he passes, the plants and trees grow rapidly, and then the branches and leaves are lush, and then the plants and trees wither and rot, and finally are covered with layers of cold frost, ice and snow, repeating, as if they are experiencing the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"Seventeenth level?" Jiang Chen's pupils shrank.

"What? Dong Jun is at the seventeenth level, are you reading it right?" He Zu said in surprise.

"The form of Dongjun is called Nian! Nian state! He should have integrated all the divine powers of Chunjun, Xiajun, Qiujun, and Dongjun, and all the effects of the horoscope!" The general said with a ugly expression.

"Is it very strong?" asked Jie Yin.

"It's very strong, belonging to the 17th level that is invincible! It was just like this when I was at the peak of my time. Even if Dong Jun didn't attack Zhong Yue, Zhong Yue was not his opponent. He was at the peak of the 17th level!" The general said with a ugly face.

"Nian? Nian? More powerful than Zhong Yue?" Tang Monk said with a ugly face.
Chapter completed!