C459 Purifying Light(2)

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, clear out!" The young Middle God's formidable water-based essence turned into surging waves, which, in a flash, sent dozens of Low Gods who had charged at him flying through the air.

"Hmph!" Tingting stood tall and unafraid, flicking her wrist as a dragon's roar filled the air, followed by a burst of golden light at her wrist