Everyone was resisting the Taoist connotation Phantom.
Countless shadows appeared in the sky, suppressing everything.
Li Hao, on the other hand, didn't care about them.
He was also watching.
He sat cross-legged in the depths of the great path universe, his eyes overflowing with divine light. He looked at the faintly emerging origin of the world like a heart.
It jumped!
As the source of the world throbbed, the world was rapidly recovering. At this moment, the unlucky Kong Ji was about to be destroyed by his own destructive power ... Perhaps he was the first person to be destroyed by his destructive power.
"So many Dao crystals!"
Li Hao murmured. He saw countless great Dao crystals, too many.
How much?
A few billion?
Or tens of billions?
