"Haha, Master Beidou, although you have all kinds of methods, why are I, Wang Gan? Today, I will accompany me to overcome the tribulation!" Wang Gan's vast voice sounded over the entire Beidou Palace. Boom! Thunder rolling in the sky, and a series of huge electric snakes are twisting, and colorful thunder and lightning are brewing, as if they are about to come down at any time. "Wang Gan, you madman, want to pull us to bury us with me, you are delusion!" The Lord Beidou is dark in his face, and he is angry in his heart. He wishes that he can immediately take out his trump card and completely suppress Wang Gan here.