The next moment, he appeared somewhere in the distance.

Watching the fall of many holy pattern monsters.

He seemed to be at the end of his rope.

Whether it is the battlefield of holy pattern monsters or the battlefield of demigod level, he is at an absolute disadvantage.

But the photographer didn't show any disappointment or regret.

He just looked at everything in front of him with nostalgia, his weathered eyes seemed to be able to see the essence through time, and then he slowly took out a photo from the camera.

The moment he saw the photo, Chen Ping felt something was wrong.

That photo showed the moment when endless monsters with holy patterns were attacking everyone.

"Quick! Stop him!"

Chen Ping roared angrily and stabbed away with the Nine-phase Immortal Sword.

"well……"

"Time is like water..."

"Who can swim against the current?"

The photographer's tone was gloomy, and the photos in his hands burned out.

The next moment, the remaining fly ash from the self-destruction, the blood spray scattered on the ground, and the mangled bodies all disappeared completely.

Many awakening representatives have discovered that it is just a blink of an eye, a flash of time.

They found that a large number of dead monsters with holy patterns were appearing in front of them intact, standing in a dense crowd, grinning at them.

They all smiled at the same time like a group photo.

This scene.
Chapter completed!