The head rolled to the ground.

His eyes were glaring and he would not close his eyes until death.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

At the pinnacle of Mahayana, one look can kill someone and behead him instantly. How powerful is this angel patroller?

Not from the same world at all.

Long Fei clenched his fists secretly, feeling no fear in his heart, but excitement, the kind of excitement that... as long as he explodes, he can reach the sky in one step!

"This boss must be the ultimate boss. As long as I kill him, I can clear the level and step into Hongmeng Realm, right?"

"hey-hey……"

Long Fei couldn't help but feel excited inside.

The disciples of Wuji Sect were kneeling on the ground one by one, not even daring to raise their heads.

They didn't even dare to fart when their master was killed.

Now the child god has been killed again, and so have they.

The strongest sect in the Zhao Kingdom is just a bunch of trash who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

The angel patrol didn't even look at the child god, but said coldly: "The three of you are refining divine weapons. Of course they are at the level of this plane. In Hongmeng Realm, they are just a pile of scrap metal."

"Let's move on to the next competition."

"in addition!"

"Disciples from the top ten families, just step aside and don't waste time. You are all a bunch of waste."

The angel patrol said coldly.

The eyes of the ten major families and Zhou Yaozong tightened.

They all want to fight for it again, but the blood flowing from the child god's body is still hot. If anyone jumps out and says a few words, I'm afraid the end will be the same.

"Next game!"

The angel patrol looked at Long Fei and said secretly: "I want to see how many ancient arts you know!"
Chapter completed!