One strike of the city-toppling sword caught Old God off guard.
She had almost been pulled out of the core world.
And the power of ten consecutive strikes of the city-toppling sword was unstoppable..
Moreover, these ten strikes were not just one.
Ao Hai had fired ten consecutive ten-shots, which was ten-shots!
Under this kind of attack, which sounded like a doll, cracks had already appeared in the old God’s core world. The whole world was shaking, and all the space walls in the surroundings were shattering.
Under such circumstances, the old God seemed to be unable to resist.
Sun Ying ‘er put her hands on her hips, and a proud expression appeared on her face. “So what if you’re the old God? My Rong Rong is the woman under Ling Zhenren’s protection!”
“Ling Zhenren?”The old God searched through his memories.
He realized that there was no such person in his mind.