C1423 The Battle of the Holy Kings

Anyway, it's all hanging.

The Holy King of the God Race, Pang Chong, who was flying in the sky, froze. His body began to tremble unnaturally. He had no way of avoiding the attacks of thousands of cannonballs!

And these cannonballs were flying faster and faster. They did not give him any time to think...

"Huff... Huff..."

"Damn it!"

Pang Chong shouted in his heart