“PFFT!”
“It’s Too Late!”
When Palace Master Shen Yi reminded him.
Wang Xian had already teleported to a certain location.
His gaze was locked onto a control-level powerhouse.
When the king of all gods of the belief universe was fighting, layers of barriers enveloped them.
The power of belief was used to defend.
Furthermore, this layer of defense was superimposed by all the powerhouses.
It was to prevent them from being broken one by one.
However, it was obvious that they had underestimated Wang Xian’s strength.
Wang Xian appeared in front of a control-level expert who worshipped the gods. His heaven’s origin golden eye erupted with a terrifying energy.
It directly penetrated the defense in front of him.
Following that, the void disk ignored the attack of space and instantly landed on his body.
“No, no!”
In just an instant, the control-level powerhouse was killed by the terrifying power of space.
Before he died, he let out a miserable scream.
“What?”
