Dozens of thousands of sacred artifacts were all broken into pieces and turned into scrap metal.

The deputy pavilion master stood at the front and withstood the most powerful power of the Supreme. He vomited blood from his mouth and the holy body became tattered. He flew out and fell into the ruins.

No matter the members of the Dragon Protection Pavilion, King Mingjiang or the ancestors of the Cai family, without exception, they were hit by the supreme power, and blood holes appeared on their bodies.

Another member of the Dragon Guard Pavilion fell in a pool of blood, his body was beaten to pieces.

Unless there is another Supreme Sacred Artifact, there is no power that can stop the Supreme Power.

The blow just now caused Lingxiao King to be extremely seriously injured. His body was like broken ceramics, full of dense cracks.

However, holding the Qingtian Pagoda, his aura was still unparalleled. He stepped into the Lingxiaotian Palace again and said domineeringly: "The Shengming Central Empire can be destroyed once, and it can be destroyed a second time. As long as this king

If you are still alive, you will all die."

"We must stop King Lingxiao, otherwise Shengming's old army will really be wiped out."

In the ancestral hall of the emperors, Zhang Ruochen climbed up with difficulty with his strong will. Then, he drove the golden dragon chariot and rushed towards the palace of King Lingxiao. He shouted: "Uncle Twelve Emperors, let us use your holy blood to suppress them together."

King of Lingxiao."
Chapter completed!