"Boom!"
"Rumble!"
In the Divine Realm space, the Martial Might God, as towering as a majestic mountain, was wantonly unleashing its terrifying power.
And by its side, a figure as small as an ant, moving like a ghost, was Shen Mo, who had activated the effect of Swallow's Grace; he was struggling to avoid the Martial Might God's fierce and unstoppable attack. In his hand, the heavy sword flashed with cold light, and the sword moves were continuous, leaving one sword wound after another on this powerful deity, with mercury-like blood flowing down!
In a battle of this intensity, Chen Mengze clearly couldn't intervene, so she hid at a distance, took out the bow and arrows passed down from the last generation of foreign cultivators in the unnamed mountain village, and continuously shot at the Martial Might God, leaving one arrow after another on it.
"Roar!"
The Martial Might God's chest heaved, emitting a roar with unclear meaning.
