The emissary rose slowly from the foot of the statue, the black cloak danced wildly behind, and the pale brilliance on the scepter was unusually dazzling.


    At his feet, the divine servant and the black devil did not move. Instead, they stood at the feet of the divine envoy and looked at Song Fei coldly.


    From the foot of the statue of God to the distant sky, there are dense and dark crowds like ants, which looks very spectacular.


    All the followers of the evil sect who had knelt down slowly looked up and turned their eyes to the direction of Song Fei.


    Song Fei''s eyes