There is no sign of how the claws condensed by the power of the world were broken.

Such a powerful person is definitely beyond his realm. Is he the King of Realms?

Other powerful people from the Holy See also alerted that their powerful spiritual sense swept into the void, trying to capture traces of mysterious existence.

Suddenly, the originally raging waves below calmed down suddenly, and an ordinary figure slowly emerged, holding an irregular stone in his hand.

It was Ling Yu who appeared at the critical moment.

As for the stones held in my hand, it is the meteorite meteorite city of the ancestral artifact.

"Haha, you must not mess with my Yujie."

Ling Yu smiled slightly, shook his head, and looked at the monks of the Viet Church in the sky who were 100,000.

"I didn't expect that there were still top ancestral gods in the universe. It seems that the information was wrong. However, even if you are the top ancestral god, you will still die. My Light Church unified the magic world, and no one can resist it, even the king of the realm can do it."

The ancestral god's pupils shrank slightly, and when he looked at Ling Yu, he sensed a breath of fate. It was obvious that he was at least the ancestral god of fate.

"Is that so? Then I'm going to give it a try."

Ling Yu raised his lips and slapped out a sudden palm. The seemingly ordinary palm made all the powerful people in the Holy See feel a kind of tremor from the soul, and a catastrophe came to his heart, even the top ancestral god was no exception.

ah!

The ancestor gods of the Holy See suddenly roared, and the white cloaks on their bodies exploded one after another. Aura burst out. Even behind them, holy wings emerged, penetrated the void, vibrated at high speed, and swept across the space-time storms swept across all directions.

Ling Yu was slightly stunned. He was actually an angel clan!

Unexpectedly, the Holy See of Light actually hooked up with the Angels. No wonder the power soared so strongly.

The Angel Clan is so good. You can see the shadow of the Angel Clan here. Ling Yu is not surprised but happy. Let’s start revenge here!

Five years ago, the Angel Clan was also a siege force.

He immediately slapped his palm without any hesitation, and the void was shaken. Countless monks of the Virgin Church were directly photographed into powder. Most of the ancestor gods of the dozen angel tribes could not resist, and only a few middle- and high-level ancestor gods and top-level ancestor gods survived.

The ancestor gods of these angel tribes don’t know that they can’t resist it at all and they are going to run away.

But how could Ling Yu give them a chance? He reached out and grabbed them directly in his palm and sealed them. Even the top ancestral god had no power to resist.

Now Ling Yu is easy to kill the top realm king, let alone the small top ancestral god.

At this moment, the void shook and a huge palm hit him, and the target was Ling Yu.

Hey, he is actually the peak king.

It seems that this angel tribe attaches great importance to this magic world.

Logically, with the power of the magic world, let alone shooting for top world kings, even the top ancestral gods is quite good.

Is there any secret in this magical world?

Looking at the palms that were slapped, Ling Yu sneered, slapped his backhand, and rumbled! The two giant palms were directly opposed, and the giant palm completely collapsed, and Ling Yu's palm condensed from magic power was as steady as Mount Tai, tracking the space through.
Chapter completed!