C1714 Kill(1)

Just then, a flat voice broke the silence. "Oh, I'd like to see how you're going to break me to pieces!"

Hearing this, Wei Cangqiong couldn't help but tremble. This was the voice of the god of death. He was too familiar with it.

On that day, nearly a hundred Xian Tian warriors in the Snow Region were slaughtered like sheep waiting to be slaughtered