C1170 The Power of the Pale Demon God!

In the endless starry sky.

A Holy Lance tore through the air and pierced towards Mu Qing. Its unparalleled sharpness tore apart the space in its surroundings to create black lines.

Mu Qing focused his gaze, the power was familiar, it was actually the divine power of the Angel Clan!

With a wave of his hand, a Black Hole Vortex appeared in front of him and completely devoured it