He felt that Xiao Chen probably didn't have any trump cards anymore, otherwise he wouldn't have used his trump cards until now.

As the thought flashed through his mind, he retreated violently.

"What, you want to run?"

Xiao Chen said coldly and chased after him.

"snort."

The God of Light snorted coldly and will kill you later.

He quickly fell down and started calling at the same time.

Seeing his movements, Xiao Chen had a vague suspicion, but he was not worried.

He had been paying attention to the battlefield, and their side had already gained the upper hand.

Even if the God of Light becomes stronger, he still has to control it.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded.

Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai blasted a god with one palm!

The god screamed, and his chest was torn apart!

A soul shadow flashed, trying to escape.

"Amitabha, the old monk will save you."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata's old and thin face showed no sadness or joy, and he was mumbling words.

The soul shadow was frozen, unable to move anymore, and screamed in terror.

"This old monk...killed the gods."

Xue Chunqiu looked over and felt uneasy.

Over the years, he and the ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata were on equal terms.

In this battle, Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai took the lead!

"A god has fallen!"

"This is the first god to fall today, but it will definitely not be the last one."

As the god fell, the atmosphere at the scene changed.

Soon, the god's spirit shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth.

He wanted Zeus to save him, but Zeus... couldn't save himself.

"call……"

Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai let out a sigh of relief and fell to the ground. His old face turned pale and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He was also injured, but he was struggling to suppress it.

"Old monk, how about it?"

Zhao Laomo asked loudly, and he was envious in his heart. This old monk's strength has skyrocketed since he returned to Xumi Temple.

"Old monk, it's okay. Just rest for a while."

Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai responded.

Hearing what he said, Demon Zhao didn't rush over anymore. Looking at the gods in front of him, he was filled with murderous intent.

But he knew that he might be difficult to kill.

Unless you trade your life for your life.

If he wanted to change his life, he felt that this god was not worthy of him.
Chapter completed!