Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and heavy air waves spread out.
The two terrifying heavenly Emperor-level existences were fighting madly. The surrounding buildings were blurred, including the ships, lanterns, decorations, teahouses ...
The entire world turned into a heavy, hazy, and black. Meng Mei had already retreated from the center with the little fox.
In the center of the storm, the only thing that was intact was the tea table in the center. The wooden all-knowing scholar was sitting on the chair, eating and holding a book.
This kind of power was controlled exquisitely. He wanted to strike his opponent without hurting him.
"Heavens! In order to snatch bookworm, the two worlds are going to start a war in advance!"
Hu haihan, the little fox, was shocked. His face was full of disbelief and shock.