"Damn it, in order to destroy the altar, I even risked my own life!"

Being rushed by a mid-level god, Lord Yuantian felt that his face was dull and he couldn't help but get angry. He dodged and pursued him.

"With your cultivation level, you still want to destroy the altar?"

The God Priest stood suspended in the air, his body exuding silvery white brilliance, and he tapped lightly with his fingers.

The black spear that was originally flying towards the Zhenwen altar melted inch by inch and turned into metal droplets. The metal droplets spilled down and landed among the dead soldiers, causing screams.

Monks under the Great Sage will be killed immediately if they get it.

Even the body of the great sage was penetrated by drops.

The God Priest's eyes were indifferent, as if the deaths of those monks in the holy realm of the dead had nothing to do with him.

Luo Jinshu stared at this scene in confusion. A soldier that was close to the supreme holy weapon melted like this. The opponent's cultivation level was too terrifying.

Just when he was about to rush directly to the altar of Zhenwen, a flaming divine blade slashed from behind, like a dazzling light streak, cutting off the divine pattern, cutting off the rules, and all the body protection of Luo Jinshu

The defenses were shattered like paper.

"Pfft!"

Luo Jinshu's divine body was cut off at the waist, the air of death invaded his body, and the pain penetrated his soul.

Lord Yuantian held the flame divine blade at the level of the supreme holy weapon and showed an icy smile. This blow was the true strength of the peak god who had survived the catastrophe of the Yuanhui.

"Junior Brother Jinshu, I'm here to help you!"

Feng Qi appeared on the horizon, followed by the colorful nine-tailed heart fox.
Chapter completed!