The spear spread and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Hua Wuchen!

"All things back then have passed, we are all left with only a wisp of residual souls. Do we have to kill them all?"

Hua Wuchen's somewhat terrified voice came.

Luo Hang's figure was like a meteor, and wherever he passed, his blood lights were shattered.

"It's gone to ashes!"

Boom-

Two rays of light finally intertwined in one place at this moment.

Then, unparalleled waves rushed out in all directions, and wherever they passed, the space collapsed and shattered inch by inch.

Yu Han's body shook.

That power is too powerful.

In the hedge of light, two illusory figures that appeared faintly seemed to be entangled in one place.

The terrible explosion continued to sound.

I don’t know how long it took, but the aura finally faded and gradually turned into nothingness.

Yu Han narrowed his eyes slightly.

As the light gradually faded away, the area disappeared in nothing.

Even the remaining half of the altar remains completely dissipated and no longer existed.

He stepped out slowly.

Immediately afterwards, the Louvre Palace in the air roared in the air, turning into a stream of light and sank into his eyebrows.

A trace of guilt flashed in Yu Han's eyes. If it weren't for him, perhaps Luo Hang's only residual soul would not have dissipated like this.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh softly.

After the Louvre Museum was immersed in his eyebrows, it floated directly in the space of consciousness.

He communicated with thoughts, but the ancient palace did not react at all, as if he was sleeping.

"It seems that with my strength, I'm not enough to awaken it, so let's talk about it later!"

Buzz!

At this moment, a violent buzzing sound suddenly appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!