Chapter 1,108: The Abyssal Saint King

ing is too easy to obtain, one does not know how to cherish it. 。Only by relying on oneself can one walk more steadily. This is not about cultivating strength, but about cultivating one's mind. 。Altho...At that moment, he suddenly felt that compared to these senior comrades of the Blood God Camp, he really wasn't anything. 。At first, when he took over for Blood Nine, there was a sense of smug satisfaction in his heart. But now, at this moment, that smugness has completely vanished. 。In its place, there was an indescribable reverence. 。Leaving the Blood God Formation, Tang Wulin immediately felt the changes in his body. His aura rapidly plummeted. 。It plummeted several notches in an instant. 。Without the guidance of the Blood God Formation, he would be unable to utilize the power of the planes. 。The blood legion's soldiers, after a moment of stunned cries, their cries transformed into cheers unlike anything ever heard before. 。Cheers erupted like a geyser. 。 Blood Nine, alive! The hero in their hearts, he didn't die! And that existence suspended in mid-air was even a great hero who saved the entire army! In this moment, Tang Wulin's image in their hearts had already become incredibly tall 。even exceeding the legion commander and all the blood godswalked into the forest, he could feel that at least dozens of people inside were moving quickly outwards. It was clear that more than three people had come to greet them this time. That smiling fighti...