The Ten Kings

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

There was a total of ten destroying lights spurting over.

Jian Wushuang looked calm. He wielded his Blood Mountain Sword and there was a sudden eruption of terrifying divine power.

Rumble. The boundless divine power with the slight bit of Power of Reincarnation that Jian Wushuang had comprehended instantly substantiated and formed a huge, lofty mountain before Jian Wushuang.

The mountain was a few hundred zhang long. It blocked Jian Wushuang himself and the spaceship behind him entirely.

Those destroying lights spurted over and hit on the lofty mountain. In an instant, the mountain shattered and crumbled but the power of the destroying lights dispersed as well.

"What?"

The head of Hei Longshan's face grew grave.

On the spaceship, the Universe Gods in Hong Ri Mercenary Group were delighted as they escaped from the disaster. At the same time, they looked at Jian Wushuang, who was outside the spaceship.