Although the black fog is evil, it is like a rootless duckweed in front of this vast power.

The huge fist tore the black fog and roughly penetrated the black fog, and waves of ripples spread outward.

The black fog was wiped out...

The black fog was running away as if there was life.

Chen Yiming held his hands behind his back and watched the scene quietly.

As soon as the black fog flew out for a distance, it was caught up by the giant condensed from the clone of the Four Symbols Disaster God, and slapped it into pieces!

Chen Yiming seemed to hear a scream.

No matter how tenacious the evil is, it is just evil.

There is only one way to defeat in the face of absolute power.

The clone of the Four Symbols Disaster God absorbed the power of faith in that small world, and has now grown into a peak of the eleventh level.

The eleventh level is called a true immortal in some worlds, and is an existence that transcends mortals.

Going further is the twelfth level, which has other titles: Golden Immortal, God on Earth.

The gods walking on the earth. The gods walking on the earth here refer to the essence of the gods who leave the kingdom of God.

And he is a god in a large and extraordinary world, a god in the true sense!
Chapter completed!