Boom!
A huge figure descended from the sky and smashed into the mountains, stirring up countless gravel.
It was the Blood Qi Bone Worm, De Ming. At that moment, his bone armor was shattered and he was covered in blood. He was in an extremely sorry state.
He opened his eyes with great difficulty and looked over. Jiang Changsheng was high above with his back against the bright sun, as if there was boundless light behind him.
"You… Who exactly are you… You're definitely not a Martial Emperor…"
De Ming said with great difficulty, his words full of fear and despair.
He had dominated the Great Wilderness for nearly ten thousand years and fought against the Martial Emperors of various races, but he had never felt so powerless against an opponent.
He felt that his strength was not worth mentioning at all. The gap was too huge.
The other party had definitely surpassed the Martial Emperor realm!