C2436 Ten Punches(1)

Descending to the world, ten thousand subservient.

Like a Golden War God, Chiang Zhan stood proudly in the sky, and he pointed his finger at the sky and the earth, looking down on everything with disdain.

His body was burning with blood-red flames. Endless Fortune Power burst out like a landslide and tsunami, covering the entire Mother Realm.

This world, millions of miles in radius