"As long as I am here, I will definitely make you succeed." Long Fei said firmly.

But as soon as the voice fell, the voice of Meng Shenji appeared again:

"It will definitely succeed? Haha, I think you are just dreaming."

"Long Fei, you are too arrogant. Now that even the fate of the Yang God Realm has been swallowed up by me, do you think you are still qualified to say success?"

"Hahaha, now that things have happened, I have nothing to worry about. I just want to swallow up the fate of the Yang God Realm and then refine your son's power of the netherworld."

"This seat will cross the void and turn the entire world of Yang God into a ghostly voice and darkness pointing to the sky."

"I will be the only master."

"No one can stop me! Hahaha."

At the center of the evil, Mengshenji laughs crazily.

Long Fei's eyes narrowed, and his murderous intent instantly focused on the commanding heights.

"Old thief, if you are too old to die, you are indeed a thief."

"However, there is nothing in this world that I, Long Fei, cannot do."

"If you want to swallow the Yang God's luck, let's see who can swallow whom."

"The luck of the sky, in my name, Long Fei, take it!"

Long Fei shouted loudly, and in an instant, a huge vortex formed around him.

The power of destiny began to gather from the void.
Chapter completed!