Before he could speak again, the army of Heaven attacked him.

boom!

...

After half an incense stick.

Yan Lingzun stood on the top of the mountain with a contemptuous smile on his face.

At the foot of the mountain, Xuanyuan Shenhao was half kneeling on the ground, his divine armor was covered with blood, and surrounded by figures of puppets of heaven. Emperor Xia stood behind him and grabbed his hair.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and filled with murderous intent.

"Xuanyuan Shenhao, didn't expect it?"

Yan Lingzun smiled contemptuously, Emperor Wuwang stood behind him and protected him in case he was attacked.

Xuanyuan Shenhao said coldly: "Reptile, you are just borrowing the power of the way of heaven. Just such a few puppets, do you think you can overthrow the Heavenly Palace?"

If he had not descended to earth and had his cultivation level been sealed, how could he lose?

"Hahaha, you can't see the day when I overturn the Heavenly Palace."

Yan Lingzun smiled contemptuously, feeling extremely comfortable.

So what if a second-grade emperor is a peerless genius?

Isn't I kneeling in front of him yet!

"You can't even survive today."
Chapter completed!