Peng Peng Peng!
A series of explosions shook the entire God Spirit Mountain like thunder.
Under the horrified gazes of the descendants of the gods on the mountain and the human cultivators in all directions, the green divine light beams were blasted back one after another, and blood spurted out and scattered in the air.
"It's too ferocious!"
Many xiuzhe couldn't help but sigh in praise.
After all, they were the descendants of gods, the descendants of ancient gods. They were born with powerful bodies and divine abilities. Humans of the same level would be crushed by them.
Now, these descendants of gods had been turned around and were crushed and swept away by human cultivators.
Bang!
There was another explosion.
The last member of the Qingshen clan was also sent flying away.
