Everyone was shocked by the battle prowess of the Galaxy.
It turned out that he had not used his full strength just now. Now that he had burst out with his full strength, he sent Lu Ming flying back a hundred miles in one move. It was shocking.
At this moment, Feng Ling, Long Chen, and the others all looked worried.
The situation on their side was much better. With the death blade joining, the pressure on them was greatly reduced.
An ordinary Emperor-to-be would be killed by the death blade. Many of them had died at the hands of the death blade. Their blood was absorbed by the platform, and the blood-red Bridge grew longer and longer. It extended to the front and didn't know if it reached the other side.
The star River strode in the air and headed toward Lu Ming.
On his body, a huge Bell enveloped him. It was as if it was transparent, and one could clearly see the shape of the Galaxy.
