"Whoosh..." Fei Yongdao raised his hand and sent out a message.

"Whoosh..." More than a dozen powerful wizard masters rushed out of the temple. These masters jumped into the air and immediately surrounded Gao Peng.

Each of these witch-god masters is equivalent to a master in the prophet-god realm.

These are more than a dozen masters who can predict the Lord God.

However, after these masters came out of the main hall, the defense in the main hall was much empty, and Bi Yuan and the others just took action.

Gao Peng was also surprised when he heard Fei Yongdao's words.

Fei Yongdao is such a powerful guy. He actually knows about the Jinfeng World. Could it be that he received information from the Witch God World?

"Killing him is..." Fei Yongdao yelled.

"Whoosh..." More than a dozen witch god masters roared and pounced on Gao Peng.

"Rumble..." The huge fists of each master of the witch god were like hills, making a thunderous roar and slamming towards Gao Peng.

The witch gods train their bodies, and their huge fists are harder and sharper than magic weapons.

These dozen fists caused the entire space to violently distort and deform.

The ear-piercing sonic boom that tore apart the space with his fist caused all the monsters within a hundred miles to cover their ears.

Wherever the huge fist passed, the space began to collapse and explode.

Fei Yongdao stared at Gao Peng with a ferocious smile, a trace of disdain showing at the corner of his mouth.

No matter how powerful Gao Peng is, he can destroy that useless piece of spiritual thought from Lei Zhanxiao, but in front of me, Fei Yongdao, he is just an ant.

Gao Peng watched a dozen huge fists coming towards him like a dozen missiles. He snorted coldly: "Death..."
Chapter completed!