"Whizz, whizz, whizz!!"
Three steles flew out directly, beyond Ye Qingfeng's control, as if summoned by some force, and hovered right in front of him.
Ancient, desolate, a breath of primal chaos suddenly appeared, startling everyone.
Undoubtedly, these three steles must be of the same origin as the Pope's stele.
"You, how can you have three steles?"
The Pope was shocked, exclaiming uncontrollably.
This was his final hidden card, the unparalleled Divine Artifact he possessed.
He believed that even Ye Kill God wouldn't be a match for the stele, yet he didn't expect Ye Qingfeng to have three.
"Ye Kill God actually has three steles, this is truly against the heavens!"
"This, this is so awkward, the Pope's trump card has become a complete joke."
"This slap in the face is so thorough, the Pope is going to..."
The crowd was speechless; this stele was an unparalleled treasure, unseen by all, with such immense and terrifying aura, yet Lord Ye took out three at once.
