Bai Ye rushed to the place where the space gate disappeared and kept bombarding the holy power, but he could not tear open the space.

Indeed, he is strong enough, but without the Holy Art, he still suffers a great loss.

However, this does not mean that he will give up.

"Take me to Lishengzhou right now!"

Bai Ye's eyes were blood-red and he roared in anger.

"you..."

Sheng Twelve was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Bai Ye suddenly appeared behind him, raised his arms, pressed him on his shoulder, and then exerted force.

Snap.

"Ah!!!!" Sheng Twelve roared in pain, and their arms were torn apart by Bai Ye.

Then he saw Bai Ye hit Saint Twelve several palms in a row. Saint Twelve was instantly bombarded to the realm of the lower emperor, and the person vomited blood.
Chapter completed!