C602 The birth of the sacred tree

"Haha, very good, very good! You can make your move, fight to the death!"

Ouyang Shengjie turned a blind eye to Ling Yu's golden colored blood energy and continued to walk over, step by step, with a special kind of rhythm.

Ling Yu nodded his head, the battle intent in his body boiling as he stared at Ouyang Shengjie and said coldly: "I need to use all my strength