章節 1277: the tables have turned, who will the heavens spare?

"The tables have turned, who will the heavens spare?"

Bai Wushang's mind kept repeating this sentence.

Ridiculous.

Li genpu.

do you still remember the dream god who was squeezed dry? Do you still remember can Lingzi who wanted to cry but had no tears? There was also the dragon-slaying sword spirit and the mountain-guarding soul, Suan ni.

In the past, the sun god rabbit had borrowed the origin of others to save itself, but one day, it could actually become a creditor.

more importantly, how long had it been since the last time?

In his current state, he could only be said to have escaped the predicament of his soul being destroyed. He was still quite a distance away from being able to awaken freely.

The Supreme monkeys had used all of their power to nurture the giant race, raising their King's level, and improving the race's reproduction and combat power.

With only one imprint left, being able to communicate two or three sentences was already the limit.