Chapter 742 (1/2)

Su Donghuang stared at the corpses on the ground of Tianluo star domain. The cold eyes fluctuated, and a thick killing thought broke out from his body.

The sky became turbid, layers of dark clouds filled the air, thunder surged, and countless thunders fell in an instant.

It's like tearing the world apart!

”What is this?”

”The corpse of the gods!!”

Gu Hong clenched his fist and his eyes were red. He stared at the countless corpses below, and his face looked very ugly.

Yes, these bodies below are the people who killed the temple.

It's called killing gods!

Although their strength is not as strong as killing God generals and God courts, they are still a member of the temple of killing God.

Today, in the Luo star region, there are countless corpses, new corpses and bones that will be weathered after many years.

These bodies are the people who killed the temple.

On this day, Luoxing region was the region where they established the killing temple, and it was also the region that made the Soviet emperor angry.

After they killed the murderers of the temple, they threw them directly into the Tianluo star domain.

Tianluo star domain has become the tomb of the killing temple!

”Why didn't everyone bury their bodies? We couldn't let these members who helped us kill the temple. Finally, the bones were not cold.”

Gu Hong wondered, his eyes filled with anger.

What he said was naturally the qingluan who killed the temple.

”They want to, but they can't!”

Su Donghuang road.

”Why?”

Gu Hong asked. Suddenly, he seemed to understand. He turned and looked at the Soviet emperor and said in a deep voice, ”they deliberately let us see these bodies.”

”Let us remember the hate faces of these people in the celestial realm!”

His voice trembled and then clenched his fist. Presumably, everyone wanted to let the people who killed the temple know that they killed the members of the temple with a sea of blood!

”Boss, you!”

At this time, Gu Hong suddenly shook his eyes and looked at Su Donghuang.

On the lonely peak, Su Donghuang shed blood and tears in his calm eyes. He carried his hands and quietly looked at the bodies of the murderous gods.

There is sadness and pain in my eyes.

A corpse seems to be suing the sadness in their hearts.

Looking at the bones, we know that they have fallen into endless darkness and despair.

That feeling made Su Donghuang feel like a knife.