After becoming the Angel of Judgment, Old Deng felt like he was invincible again!

The holy power within his body was inexhaustible, and the halo behind his head highlighted Old Deng's extraordinary nature.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a holy sword of judgment, cleaving it towards a planet.

A blinding flash of light cleaved the entire planet in two.

Upon seeing this power, Old Deng's eyes narrowed with a smile; he felt it was incredibly powerful.

"I am fine, I am strong!"

Old Deng spread his wings and arms, releasing boundless majesty.

Having gained this power, the customers in the alien camp below immediately began to fawn over him.

"Sir, you are now our leader, the boss of our alien faction!"

"My lord, my admiration for you is as boundless as a surging river; please accept it!"

"Sir, I have always supported you. What is Trump? He's just a showpiece!"

The flattery below instantly excited Old Deng, making him feel very pleased.

Especially after hearing Trump's name, Old Deng's eyes lit up and he said, "After holding back for so long, it's time for me to come out of retirement."

His cultivation at the Tribulation Transcending stage was enough to make him the strongest person here, after all, none of them had become immortals yet.

At this point, Carl stepped forward and said, "Mr. President, Trump and his team are now setting up bait and mimicking our tactics."

"This is outrageous, we must stop them."

They hadn't said it before; it was a diamond treasure box that the other side couldn't open, and nobody knew what trump card they had revealed.

To be on the safe side, they endured the humiliation and did not engage in conflict with the other party.

After Old Deng unleashed the Judgment Angel, his strength instantly became one of the strongest, giving him the courage to fight back.

Old Deng stood in the void, full of heroic spirit, and said: "The other party is taking advantage of our lack of manpower. This time, we are determined to defeat them."

"Our choice of allegiance has destined us to a fierce battle. Join me in getting revenge."

A large group of people marched towards the Ironblood faction's customers.

At that moment, General Chen was focused on setting up the trap when he suddenly heard a commotion.

He looked up and saw a group of people walking angrily toward him, led by Old Deng, the very man who gave him a major headache.

General Chen frowned, stopped what he was doing, and asked loudly, "Old Deng, why aren't you at your own arena? What are you doing here?"

Old Deng was slightly startled when he saw General Chen.

After all, the other party is a general of the Dragon Kingdom, whose strength should not be underestimated.

However, thinking that he had now broken through to a higher level, he became full of confidence again.

He widened his eyes and coldly replied, "Is there any need to say anything? We've chosen different sides, and ultimately there will be a fight. I'll give you face; you just need to admit defeat."

Upon hearing this, General Chen was so angry that he couldn't help but laugh.

He thought to himself, "This old Deng is really arrogant and conceited!"

Thinking he would easily admit defeat, he waved his right hand and grasped the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Instantly, a series of mournful cries and screams rang out all around, as if countless ghosts were wailing.

Old Deng looked at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in General Chen's hand, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

He muttered to himself, "Why should such a fine treasure be opened by a wretched old man?" He completely forgot that he was also a wretched old man.

Just then, Old Deng said with a righteous expression, "I didn't expect you Chinese to use such demonic magic weapons. It's obvious you've done a lot of killing."

His voice was full of a sense of justice, as if he were the one upholding justice.

"As the angel of justice, I now judge you on behalf of justice. You are guilty!" Old Deng declared righteously, as if he were the impartial and selfless judge.

After speaking, he made a fist with his right hand, and a sword of judgment composed of pure light appeared in his palm.

The sword radiated a dazzling light, as if it were formed from the brilliance of the sun.

The powerful energy fluctuations caused the space itself to tremble, as if it could not withstand the immense power.

General Chen was shocked and finally understood why Lao Deng dared to come looking for trouble. It turned out that he had activated the divine status of the Angel of Judgment and gained even greater power.

"A just trial!"

Old Deng shouted, raised the sword of judgment high above his head, and then swung it down sharply.

A pure light, like a bolt of lightning, slashed down from above, carrying boundless majesty and power.

General Chen's expression was solemn; he knew this attack was no small matter.

He swiftly waved the Myriad Souls Banner in his hand, and the banner immediately began to roll, from which thick black mist surged forth, forming a dark barrier.

Although General Chen's cultivation was slightly inferior to that of Old Deng, the Myriad Soul Banner had absorbed enough souls, and the power it was unleashing at this moment should not be underestimated.

In the starry sky, light and darkness confront each other, constantly merging with one another.

Although the confrontation did not cause a major commotion, the core area of ​​the confrontation was filled with extreme danger.

At this moment, even celestial beings would vanish into nothingness.

Seeing that General Chen had successfully withstood the attack, Old Deng's jealousy intensified.

He couldn't understand why the other party could possess so many precious treasures, or why they were so lucky, and he was completely unaware that his own mindset was unbalanced.

A powerful force, if not controlled with a good mindset, will inevitably lead to trouble.

These treasures exude an evil aura, making them difficult for ordinary people to control. However, in Old Deng's eyes, they rightfully belong to him.

A divine essence appeared on his forehead. Old Deng increased his power output, and the light became more and more dazzling. The darkness gradually wavered, as if it might break and dissipate at any moment.

Faced with Old Deng's attack, General Chen snorted coldly and chanted, "Ten thousand souls howl in unison!"

As his words fell, the Myriad Souls Banner released a large number of souls, which screamed in unison. Terrifying waves spread out like ripples, destroying everything around them.

The meteorites and planets nearby were no match for this terrifying shockwave and shattered and dissipated.

The spectators were terrified and retreated repeatedly, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Both were eventually knocked away, spitting out blood!

Old Deng couldn't believe it. He was currently at the Tribulation Transcending stage. Even if Elder Chen possessed the Myriad Soul Banner, he shouldn't have been seriously injured!

Looking at the alien-affiliated customers beside him, Old Deng hoarsely said, "Hurry up, this is a good opportunity!"

The customers nearby were also itching to grab the item; although they didn't dare to kill the other person, they could certainly snatch it.

Just as they were preparing to make a move, a furious roar rang out!

"Old Deng, how dare you! You think you can bully us, the Dragon Kingdom, because we have no one to rely on!"

The Celestial Master and Qingzhenzi's group flew over quickly.