C2034 Soul Sword

"Kill my follower. This enmity, this Son of God will definitely take revenge!"

Zhao Cheng's eyes were indifferent, and the gaze she looked at Qin Yi with was even colder than a heavenly blade.

Kill his follower!

Destroy his foundation!

If he did not take revenge, he would become the Son of God of the Tiandu Divine Cult!

"Clang!"

Zhao Cheng held the Heavenly Capital Divine Sword in his hand