At this time, attack the Lord God?

Even if the main god is weak, he still needs to share his strength.

What's more, the withdrawal of the Lord God and everyone's power have been greatly reduced.

Watching the Lord Gods leave.

Wang Yang felt a little sorry: "This guy actually let these main gods leave?"

Wang Yang will not take the life and death of the Lord God to heart.

Without the real master joining, even if the number of main gods is larger, there is no major problem with the situation.

What's more, just now, the Death Tree and the Seven Sons of Death had already arrived in front of them.

Breaking the battle formation is just around the corner.

"Now, what else do you have to say?"

In the turbulence of space, hell is in front of the highest position.

Wang Yang is the Death Tree and the Seven Sons of Death, and are side by side.

And ahead of him was the psychedelic twelve star formation that seemed like a starry sky.

Wang Yang could clearly see that in the starry sky, there was a great god, stepping on the galaxy, revealing his extraordinary divine power.

However, at this time, this god with a great divine body, facing the nine people in front of him who seemed to be nowhere better than an ant, showed solemnity.
Chapter completed!