“Those are the gods of the Holy Church!”
“Fourteen gods, one less than the Ling Xiao Palace, but this number is terrifying enough!”
“The 40,000 to 50,000 winged ones around are the holy warrior army. The strength of the holy warrior army is no weaker than that of the Dragon Palace!”
The arrival of the powerhouses of the Holy Church made everyone reveal Ling ran’s expression.
“There are fifteen gods from the Lingxiao treasured palace and fourteen gods from the Sacred Hall. Together, there are at least twenty-nine gods!”
“And this is only on the surface. Perhaps they are hiding some of their strength!”
When the eldest young master of the celestial race, who had lit up the divine fire, saw this scene, his face was filled with a solemn expression.
He muttered, and his eyes flickered with a luster.
When the surrounding gods saw this scene, their expressions turned ugly.
