"It's true that you are the leader of the Zerg tribe, but so what can you do? I don't believe it, you are the eighth throne of the universe, and I can't kill you!"

As he said that, Gala stepped on his footsteps, and a black lightning rushed towards Ning Tianlin, violently and violently!

"The law, come!"

Sigh!

The black iron chain in Gala's hand suddenly penetrated the space like a poisonous snake, and then turned into a blurred black line, shooting hard towards Ning Tianlin's direction.

Hurry!

The tip of the chain is extremely sharp, and the tip is covered with mysterious runes, and circles of spiral patterns are wrapped around the tip of the lock.

Driven by Gala's energy, there was a faint sense of evil spirit. Obviously, this chain with deep colors was not an ordinary iron chain.

Kick!

The space around Ning Tianlin was instantly locked, like a lock of space, making it difficult for him to struggle.

Then!

A fierce grin smile appeared on the corner of Gala's mouth, and his sharp claws ripped off Ning Tianlin.

Sigh and pull.

Ning Tianlin's body was torn to pieces by sharp claws, and dense blood mist splashed in the air.

Bloody, cruel!

Just die like this?

Looking at Ning Tianlin's torn body, Gala's face not only did not have the ecstasy of success, but instead became solemn.
Chapter completed!