C1327 Purify a Hundred Million Lives!
"You want to escape?"
Wu Xiaoming opened his eyes and saw the three Zombie First Ancestors flying towards the sky.
Shua! A sword light flashed.
Wu Xiaoming's figure appeared in front of the three Zombie First Ancestors.
"Are you going to end your own lives? Or do you want me to send you to hell as guests?"
"Brat, don't be so ignorant! We still have important matters to attend to today
