All have the strength of a half-step creator!

If the ancient desolate god was still alive, it would probably collapse.

So many existences that are stronger than him!

"Why should the Dark Forbidden Lord help Hongmeng?"

Zhao Shuangquan's voice came, and the voice was obviously suppressing his anger.

Han Jue replied: "What do I want to do, why do you want to tell you?"

"You don't know what my Jiuji Taoist sect did for you?"

Zhao Shuangquan's eyes were red.

Han Jue asked casually: "I know, what do you have to do with me? A group of dogs I have never seen came to you to wag their tails and stick out their tongues. Do you really think they like you? It's because you have a bite in your hand."

"Arrogant! Looking for death!"
Chapter completed!