Killing the God's Messenger

Li Xiang's expression was cold. He had ordered the archers to attack.

As for the heroes behind him, none of them made a move.

The divine grade was almost equivalent to the combat strength of a god, and almost all of his subordinates behind him had reached the combat strength of the divine grade.

As long as he stepped onto the divine throne and became a god, these subordinates would immediately become gods.

But even if he didn't become a god, it wasn't as if he didn't have the strength to fight against a god.

The divine power he had accumulated wasn't for nothing. If he really had to fight with his life on the line, he could naturally use it, whether it was him or his subordinates.

Ten seconds later, the Frost Ancient God Messenger was directly smashed into pieces, turning into a ray of light and completely dissipating.

Almost at the same time, Li Xiang received a massive amount of EXP and soul points.