"Four and a half steps to Chaoyuan! This is just one group! What if all the other groups come?"

"No wonder I've been fighting so well for the past half day. It turns out that I'm deliberately waiting for reinforcements to come!"

“The Gods Cult is so terrifying!”

"If all the members come, will even those major forces in the world be shaken?"

If you brush too many barrage, you will be unable to see clearly.

The Divine Cult turned directly from the battle between the two sides that was evenly matched just now to a one-sided and strong crush.

The battle was resolved in just over ten minutes.

The live broadcast room is facing Bu Yaolian who is unable to kneel down in a pool of blood.

The whole Bu family was quiet.

You can feel the cold through the screen.

The lens was frozen for more than ten seconds.

Turn slowly.

In the lens.

Everyone in the Divine Church stands together.

Five evil generals stood in front.

The figures of the hundred and ten stood indifferently behind him.

You can feel the evil spirit through the screen!

Zhu Dong in the middle slowly lifted an ancient token.

Above the token.

One eye is facing hundreds of thousands of people in the live broadcast room.

Eight words slowly spit out of the mouth.

"High your head three feet!
Chapter completed!