The ancient divine spirits who had just released strands of divine power were caught in a storm of violent thunder!
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
On this day, it seemed some great upheaval had occurred in the Holy Spirit Realm.
The sky was continuously rumbling.
In spots rarely visited normally, all were being baptized by thunder!
"Ah! Damn it!"
"I can hardly hold on!!"
"Help me!"
At this moment, those ancient beings could no longer care about anything else.
Although Han Xing couldn't see what was happening in the Holy Spirit Realm.
He also noticed that the aura had entirely retreated.
At this time, Han Xing's mouth curled into a victorious smile.
Because, with this.
There would no longer be anyone who could save the God of Tricks.
He would die for sure today!
It's a long story.
But in reality, only three or four seconds had passed.
At this moment.
The God of Tricks was still ensnared by the vines of the Endless Tree Sea, unable to break free.
