Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

After these days of brewing, the spirit of the Sea-Splitting Black Whale has not only reached its peak, but its aura has also risen and boiled like the ocean, forming a heavy and oppressive terrifying field.

Lu Changsheng and the Golden Winged Sky Peng were far away, so as not to interfere with the True Spirit Tribulation with their own aura.

"Here it comes!"

At this moment, Lu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

"Zizizizizi!!!"

Through the layers of mist, you can …