As the battle began, a god general smashed the hundreds of dried corpses with just a flick of his hand.

This also made many gods and generals stop, but they all knew that these dried corpses were weird, so they didn't rush forward.

Soon, these shattered dried corpses all gathered again, turned into dried corpses again, and black light rushed in, and the divine generals raised their hands one after another, supporting a huge ......

"It doesn't matter, I'm the devil" Chapter 666 The power of the true god is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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