Fang Yu stood in the air, and the cracks in the surrounding space have not been restored.

He looked at the powerful aura in the distance with a serious expression.

He felt an extreme pressure from his bloodline!

"Is this bloodline suppression?" Fang Yu frowned and thought to himself, "I don't have the bloodline of the gods, how could I be suppressed by the bloodline?"

"Master, this may be because its current bloodline strength exceeds that dimension in its past cognition." The sound of Extreme Cold Tears sounded, "Its bloodline is too strong, so it can transcend the clan... to suppress all bloodlines."

Fang Yu stared at the figure in the distance.

After the three generations of Lei Yangkong combined, such a monster was born.

There are no facial features on the face, only a crack in space!?

It looks quite weird.

"Fang Yu, how do you feel?"

At this time, the primitive gods in the distant sky spoke.

He looked at Fang Yu, and the black lines in his pupils were slowly shrinking, showing a wanton smile.

Fang Yu felt that the lord of the primitive gods obviously seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"This guy may not be absolutely sure if he lets the three generations of gods merge..." Fang Yu captured this information, "But now, he still succeeds."

"I feel like it? Then I'll just say it. It feels very ugly. Damn, I don't even have any eyes and nose, and there is only a slit on my face? Did you buckle this face with your feet?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.

"Oh."

The primitive gods sneered.

"I can't really treat you as him. He won't say so many meaningless things."

"But I know very well that you are already scared in your heart."

"boom!"

At this moment, a ray of light burst out from the space crack on the other person's face.

A series of divine patterns blasted out from it.
Chapter completed!