C1642 Myriad Emperors Reverence

The purplish gold's spirit pattern surrounded the Holy Spirit and the bead of the world, sealing Lei Zun's cultivation level as well as the might of the Holy Spirit.

Luo Yu grabbed Lei Zun's Neck and looked at him with his sharp eyes.

As for Lei Zun, he was still looking at Luo Yu with anger and dissatisfaction.

"How is this possible? You're only at the eighth level of the heavenly passage