The light pillar became more and more immense. Over ten thousand players here widened their eyes, looking up at the sky.
This dungeon was still too far away for the players, and too many of them couldn't make it here in time.
The light pillar became increasingly exaggerated, and a second round moon seemed to appear faintly in the sky, with a hunched figure appearing within the light pillar.
It seemed to be in a cross-legged sitting position, motionless.
But the unparalleled sense of oppression made the players' blood flow rapidly.
The players looked at each other, this Ivanovich seemed to be even more powerful than the two bosses before.
Xiahou Fuxing felt the flow of his blood, as if his body was in fear; his Sanity Value of 100 had already dropped by thirty points in a short time.
His body was about to die from fear at any moment.
Without thinking, he decisively pulled out Junlin and blew it forcefully.
"Doo-doo-doo..."
