C9017 How Pitiful!

The Martial Cultivators below were very nervous. A war would kill people. In the upcoming battle, they might die in battle.

There were brave Martial Cultivators and timid ones. They all stared at the Poison Demons with rapt attention.

"Haha..." Guang Feiliang laughed loudly, "Qin Ming, have you been thinking about why I let those Poison Demon Puppets die?"

"Why?" Qin Ming asked