"True God, what kind of God are you, dare you clap your hand with me?" Chen Jiu, facing the true God, was under tremendous pressure, but he did not show any weakness in provoking.

"Oh? It's interesting that you have achieved this goal, even though you are a rare genius in our country. Unfortunately, you are the abandoned son of all gods and doomed to die early! uuuuuuuuuuuu The godlike figure is a middle-aged man. He stares at Chen Jiu contemptuously and steps into the sky step by step. "Rubbish, I'll show you what real power is!"

`Bombardment...'uuuuuuuuuuu Under the pressure of the big palm of middle age, the whole...