At this moment, Zhao Han commanded the Jiuyou in his hand.

Directly towards the ancient god's corpse on that side, he chopped down vigorously.

"Sleep, continue to sleep for me."

"This world is not the place you should come to. Your world and your time have long since ended."

"There's no point in staying here any longer, so you give me a complete death."

"Turn into scum and vanish into ashes."

at this time.

When Zhao Han slashed with his sword, he was still mumbling something.

In his opinion, his sword was extremely powerful.

Normally, it should be struck down smoothly with one sword strike.
Chapter completed!