Placed in the cosmos, he is still a rare talent.
Meng Chuan was not surprised; he didn't know the other party but was aware of his own reputation among the Celestial Demons.
He responded with silence.
Bo Gang realized the identity and developed a slight appreciation for talent:
"My name is Bo Gang, Croc Dragon Divine Son. Submit to me, and I can spare your life."
"??"
Meng Chuan raised his hand, and a dragon of thunder fell from the sky, drenching Bo Gang entirely.
With this test, Meng Chuan's expression became serious.
On the indigo armor, there was only a slight charred color. The crocodilian head was a bit disheveled, but there was no sign of injury.
From this perspective, Bo Gang's strength was definitely much stronger than Raging Steel.
The cultivation nearly at the fourth stage was the opponent's greatest advantage, not to be underestimated.
Bo Gang drew his sword, silver light ready to surge.
"Hmm?"
