"Kill, no one is left!"

A master of Yuanluo Palace at the ninth level of the Void God issued an order.

"Roll out!"

"Get together and rush out!"

On the side of Zhengtian Army, someone shouted, and the remaining 300 people rushed in one direction and gathered together.

"Qiaoqiu, go!"

Lu Ming waved his hand to greet Qiuqiu and rushed towards the group of people.

Now, only by joining forces to attack can one survive, otherwise they will die!

Lu Ming and Qiuqiu rushed towards the crowd of Zhengtian Army.

"If you kill that kid, you must kill him!"

The sixth-level man in the Void God Realm who was injured by Qiuqiu roared with a murderous thought like a knife.

call out!
Chapter completed!