It was being blown up by Zi Xuan's head one after another, and in the end it was only a human-shaped head, looking lonely.

Bang!

The next moment, the true spirit of the Bafoot God Clan was damaged, and seven of the eight heads were missing. With its sharp decline in strength, it could not stop Zi Xuan's fierce attack.

In the end, its last head, and the most important head, was blown up.

The meat in the sky flew, and the red and white mixed together, drifted in the starry sky, and was quickly swept into the nebula and absorbed completely.

Rumble...

Screams, curses, and wails were circulating in the starry sky.

The strong men of the alien race died one after another, and the eight ancient tribes of the immortals, the eight-foot gods, and a group of strong men sent by the joint forces fell here.

In the formation, the number of foreign powerhouses became smaller and smaller, and it was not until no foreign powerhouses were alive that they stopped.

In a blink of an eye, the war ended.

A group of foreign powerhouses who came to besiege the human race could not be killed, but instead were trapped by Liu Qing and then hunted them all one by one.

At this point, the powerful alien races were wiped out, and the human race won a great victory.
Chapter completed!