Chapter 1382： My son is cold (1/2)

”My son is dead? No! This is impossible!”

”You are lying to me! You dare to deceive me!”

”Who can tell me what happened!”

”My son Chen Tiange!”

”Say! Speak!”

The Chentian Clan's Great Enshrinement made a roar, and while talking, he walked directly in front of a group of young Chentian Clan cultivators, strangling to death with one hand each...

These Chentian Clan cultivators who choose to follow Chen Tiange have bitter faces...

It's so difficult for us! Speaking to death, now we remain silent or can't live...

What do you want from me? This pill can only be slashed in this way, can I feel happy?

”Big... big worship, really... shocking death!”

”Yes...Fang Fan...Fang Fan killed it!”

A Chentian Clan cultivator trembled, facing Chen Tianxun's ruthless iron hand, he really panicked...

”Fang Fan? Fang Fan! You feel like killing my son! You must die!”

”Kill, kill! Kill Fang Fan! Tu Miechen Tian Clan Patriarch! Revenge for my son!”

Chen Tianxun let out a roar, and his eyes became blood red in an instant. As he said, there were blood stains at the corners of his mouth...

Thinking like this in my heart, my body trembled unnaturally, and the eyes flashed crazily...

He is such a son! Regarded as a treasure on weekdays! In the future, he will inherit his throne!

But... it just died!

Then he rebelled against the Chentian clan, and what is the use of laying down these beautiful mountains and rivers? He didn't even have an heir!

Chen Tianxun's eyes were full of killing light, and the blue veins on his forehead violently. As he said, his body trembled unnaturally.

...

At the same time, the Yuchi family...

”Wei Chiting was killed? My son was killed?”

”Fang Fan killed? Asshole!”