C591 The world made a total of one thousand one hundred percent, the host only pretending to be eigh

Jing Chu's eyes were about to crack open. Gritting his teeth, he ignited all the blood essence in his body. It was as if his entire body was being burned by endless flames.

"Hiss!"

A mournful sound of a snake's tongue rang, and an enormous illusory figure, that was a thousand meters tall, burst out from behind Jing Chu. It was a snake that spanned across the sky, with six silver white wings