"Plop! Plop! Plop!"
At that moment, everyone was unable to control their bodies and kneeled on the ground, their faces filled with fear.
"The Holy Cross?!!"
When the green Bull in the distance, carrying the cute little baby, saw this scene, a trace of seriousness appeared on its frivolous face.
Although he had lived for countless years, he had been sleeping most of the time. That was how he had managed to escape the Tribulation of heaven and earth!
Even so, many fragmented fragments flashed through his memory!
He vaguely recalled that this cross blade had already surpassed the level of a spirit treasure. In the last war between the East and the West, it had killed many Chinese Saints.
"Chi ..."
Under everyone's gaze ...
A dazzling white light suddenly burst out from the huge Holy Cross sword. Then, it flew out from the hands of the self-powered Angel and slashed toward ye chen with an aura that could destroy everything.
At the same time!
