Tang Wulin had chosen with a mindset of picking something defective. 。If he knew, he would probably be so angry that he'd spit blood. 。Ten days later 。Driving a soul guidance war machine, Tang Wulin...Vast swathes of golden light are dispersing in the air

The celestial dance of the Holy Spirit also came to an end. 。Yalley's face was pale, and she could only stabilize her body with Tang Wulin's support as they returned. 。She shook her head helplessly, "No, the energy intensity is too different. " 。They have concentrated too much vengeful spirit energy. 。intense to the extreme 。Relying solely on divine energy, one can only weaken, but not truly kill. 。Unless my Holy Spirit Dance reaches a god-tier leveled hard to forge more soul-forged metals on his own to meet the needs of mecha manufacturing. On the other hand, he also constantly communicated with partners and top mecha designers and manufacturers...