Chapter 444 (1/2)

”I didn't ask you, I asked Zichuan, ink feather Xi, true king said, but it's true, truthfully recruited!” Maori road Jun cold drink.

A drink, the Holy Son of the ancient moon suddenly opened his mouth and did not dare to speak.

”Yes, but then...!” Zichuan explained in horror.

”That's enough!” Maori road is cold.

”Troublemakers, die!” Maori Road King a cold drink.

”Bang!”

The whole body of Zichuan suddenly burned up.

”Ah, please spare your life, Dao Jun, spare your life, son, save me, son save me...!” In the fire, Zichuan screamed in horror.

”Boom

The fire suddenly rose, Zichuan burned to death in a flash, and the fly ash was annihilated.

Maori Dao Jun coldly watched Zichuan die, no one dared to plead.

I turned around and saw eight real people in Dazhao holy land. All eight real people were poisoned and their faces were black, but Maori Daojun didn't help them.

”Point poison, a long lesson!” Maori Road, the king light way.

”Yes The eight real people respectfully said that they did not dare to contradict.

Maori Daojun looked at the Holy Son of the ancient moon again and said in a cold voice, ”Gu Yue, you let me down too much!”

Said, no longer pay attention to the people, step up to the sky.

”Whew!”

Together with the golden light, they suddenly disappeared. In a twinkling of an eye, he left.

Seeing Maori Daojun leave, the Holy Son of the ancient moon clenched his fist. His eyes were filled with blood, unwilling, sad and not angry. Empty ambition, but always bad luck, always!

”Roar!”

The Holy Son of the ancient moon roared with indignation.

Step by step, the Holy Son of the ancient moon went away with great sadness.

”Cut!” Yang Zhijiu disdains a sneer.

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