But this was a piece of cake for Tang Xiaobao.

With the energy of chaos, it is simply the nemesis of the demons.

Not only the demons, but also the monsters, heaven, and the Buddhist world, everyone can restrain them.

The energy of chaos is magical.

If Tang Xiaobao is willing, he can improve the strength of any race in the world.

But similarly, if he is willing, he can also restrain the power of any race in the world.

The energy of chaos is the source of all energy, and it is naturally magical.

The Thirteen Demon Gods died just like that.

Tang Xiaobao suddenly stretched out a hand, and the palm became enlarged and lengthened countless times.

He reached out directly and grabbed a person from the bottom of a distant mountain peak.

That man was the old king of the Lars Empire.

However, this corpse is fake and was created by Tang Xiaobao using his supreme magical power.

The real old king has long since vanished into ashes.

He is a god, but he can't bring people back to life, at least he can't do that now.

"Practice well, I'm leaving."

Tang Xiaobao greets the little white fox.

The little white fox said reluctantly: "Master, when will you come to see me again..."

Tang Xiaobao was ashamed. He couldn't stand the charming look of the little white fox. He coughed and said, "When you have time."

After saying that, he disappeared into the small world.

The small world was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the void, the little white fox suddenly felt sad.
Chapter completed!