Among the three hundred people, there was one man wearing black clothes, a mask on his face, and venomous eyes.

Her clothes were soaked with blood. She looked in the direction of Qing Ge, then looked into the depths of the God King's Palace, muttering to herself: "Phoenix Tail Feather! No one can snatch it from me!"

Qing Ge stood at the edge. From the ladder to the top of the mountain to Dingshan Hill, there were corpses, bones, and blood everywhere.

The interweaving creates a dark and forbidding painting.

The desolation that fills your body is filled with light songs.

She can't stop anything, all she can do is survive this fight!

As for all sentient beings, so what?

"That man actually embarked on the path of killing." Feng Qi's bitter laughter came from the world of Qingge.

Kill a group, use the slaughter as a spirit, kill the crazy demon, and use the blood to become a god!

Feng Qi looked at the God King in the golden light through Qing Ge, and felt so uncomfortable.

Every emotion seemed to be eating away her soul.

The disciples of Tiandiyuan were all shocked by this scene.

They have never seen such a big scene, thousands of people fighting!
Chapter completed!