C4871 The Holy Massacre

Meng Hao spoke arrogantly.

It seemed that the power of the Heavenly Dao Saint was futile in front of him at this moment. It was utterly useless.

Therefore, he was no longer prepared to waste any more time. He executed the strongest forbidden technique with a flick of his hand, sealing the sky with a single thought.

Rumble.

In the time of a single breath