"The power of this face treasure is almost equivalent to another Lord Zihao himself..."

Ye Wuque sighed.

Click!

boom!

Ahead, there was a terrifying shattering roar!

Ye Wuque looked over.

But he saw the fist seal made by Lord Zihao under the majestic starry sky, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was cracking, piercing through everything!

The Lord of the Day, his figure was curled up, whirling and spurting out blood!

The Lord of the Holy Spirit, with his arms broken and his whole body chapped, was thrown into the distance with a look of horror on his face!

In addition, the Lord of Mountains and Seas was still paralyzed, and the Lord of Cold Wind was the first to be blasted away.

In the Xuan level plane, the top ten masters of the four major planes were all suppressed by Master Zihao within a few dozen breaths!

Ye Wuque, who had witnessed everything throughout the whole process, couldn't help but sigh.

"In the mysterious plane..."
Chapter completed!