Chương 1766: Thunderous Rout!

"Humph!"

A cold humph and a boundless divine power instantly exploded from Jian Wushuang.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang's divine body magnified at a terrifying speed. Ten zhang! Hundred zhang! Thousand zhang! Ten thousand zhang!

A huge dark gold Ancient Gold body grew tremendously in size. In addition to the ravages of divine power, he forced the wrapped green lotus flower to break and a hole appeared.

Jian Wushuang held a sword in one hand and slashed at the hole. Then, the green lotus flower broke apart.

"What?"

The four Sir Gods in the formation looked shocked.

The move that they had performed using the formation, even an ordinary Emperor God would find hard to shake it off. However, Jian Wushuang had resolved it so easily.

"Don't waste time with him. Let's use the strongest move!" Sir God Qing Fu bellowed.

"Alright," the other three Sir Gods nodded heavily.