Seeing the system's battle notification constantly scrolling on the interface, Zhou Han felt extremely comfortable.
The tolerance value of the Sword Bone was steadily increasing. It was no longer an extravagant hope to reach 100 billion.
"Domain realm, wait for me!" Zhou Han muttered to himself, filled with anticipation.
The entire battlefield was filled with dust. Under the violent attacks of the Ice Hell Ghost Deity, a large number of things turned to dust.
Soon, the hundred-meter radius turned to ruins. There was nothing but dust.
"Hahaha! This time, you're deader than dead!" The Ice Hell Ghost Deity laughed wildly.
The violent explosions continued for a while and it was a little tired. The Ice Hell Ghost Deity wiped the sweat on its forehead. It consumed a lot of energy.
However, his eyes shone with excitement.
Under such powerful continuous output, they would definitely be killed until there was nothing left.