C942 You Are Not Qualified to Call Me Palace Master

Soon the fight is over.

Nothing unexpected happened.

Because they didn't have such a chance.

Faang Fann used death to write the hymn of life.

Millions of foreign races, cultivator, had been slaughtered!

The Human Emperor Hall was once again filled with the stench of blood!

The previous time, it was the smell of blood that frightened them to the extreme. This time