"Dang..."
A sound like striking iron rang out, sparks flying everywhere.
Zhang Bin didn't move a muscle, a wicked smile appearing on his face.
On the other hand, Xing Luantian's sabre was tightly stuck to Zhang Bin's neck. No, no, not stuck to the neck, but rather, Gold Spirit Little Fatty suddenly emerged from Zhang Bin's neck, grabbing the battle sabre with its claws.
The battle sabre transformed into silver liquid, instantly flowing into Little Fatty's body.
Little Fatty wore a smug smile.
As if it had accomplished a great feat.
"Gold Spirit?"
All the Genetically Enhanced Demons were secretly shaken, exclaiming in surprise.
They had traversed an era, so of course, they were knowledgeable and recognized the Gold Spirit.
"He actually has such a treasure?"
Madisha was also stunned, her face full of joy.
"Little Fatty is mighty, first senior brother is awesome..."
All the disciples of Taiqing Sect and Kunlun Sect shouted enthusiastically.
"Die..."
