Ji Wuming's bloodshot eyes were cold and his eyes were full of vigilance, his fighting spirit was surging, and his murderous aura was like crazy, and he roared loudly.

"Very good! The reputation of our Changsheng Sect is made, not spoken out!"

Ming Ruyi, who was sitting cross-legged on the monument, looked pleased with a charming face, nodded and praised: "Only by engaging in the most cruel battles within and eliminating the weak ruthlessly, can the update and iteration be completed, and resources can be concentrated in the most reasonable and fastest way.

On the strong.”

"The elite disciple Luan Feng, challenge the master of the Skeleton Hall, and I hope to give you advice!"

"Personal disciple Wan Hai, challenge the Lord of the Broken Blade Hall, please have all your strength!"

"Inner disciple..." Suddenly.

Many believers were greatly inspired, their spirits were inspiring and their blood was boiling. They all jumped out of lightning, sacrificing famous brands, creating the word "kill", challenging the top leaders, and wanting to replace them.

Among them, there are elite disciples who challenge each other, as well as special envoys to challenge the special envoys to the state, special envoys to the state, and the hall master challenged the elders.

The roars and shouts of killing soared into the sky, shaking the earth.

For a moment, the sky was covered with bloody killing words, with thousands of them, and blood was surging, filling the entire square, covering the sky and the sun.
Chapter completed!