"This guy makes our Moon God clan uneasy."

"I heard that those 100,000 people were asked to kill 20,000 by themselves."

"Even Prince Fengyue is dead."

"What do we do? Just like the people ahead, sneak in and kill people?"

"No, the 100,000 Moon God Clan below is enough to kill him so much that he turned upside down. He didn't seem to feel sorry for him. What exactly are we going to do?"

"God knows, everything is in chaos."

They came down twice and were in a completely different mood.

This time, it was extremely chaotic and entangled.

At this moment, Li Tianming in their eyes was intercepted in front of them.

"Everyone, please come to a meeting. I mainly want you to bring some gifts and send them back to Emperor Xi."

Li Tianming's voice echoed in the sky.

"What gift?"

The Moon God Clan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Please hold it!"

Li Tianming looked back at the bottom.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Ten thousand swords are flying on the Yanhuang Continent.

Buzz!

Tens of thousands of small swords of divine thoughts rushed into the void!

Each three-foot green head was compressed and strung six or seven heads, rushed into the sky, and came to Li Tianming.

That scene was so shocking and magnificent.

"Everyone, it's all the heads of your compatriots. Let them return to their roots. Our Yanhuang land will not bury garbage!!"

Li Tianming's voice is magnificent, and in one sentence, the heaven and earth echo.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

One month, the head of the gods swung at the 300,000 people and smashed into the crowd.

"ah--!!"

The earth-shaking chaos screamed everywhere.

The Moon God clan has crescent marks.

Their identities cannot be concealed.

"Do you understand? I've let me kill all your Xi Emperor's 100,000 Moon Gods army!"

"Next, you have two major choices for the 300,000."

"First, give me the head to Emperor Xi and let her see it in person."

"Second, fight to the death with me, Li Tianming!"

"Then, I will take 400,000 heads and personally scatter the sky above the Moon God Heavenly City with 400,000 heads, and let you compatriots watch the rain of the heads!"

"How to decide on two choices, what do you think?"

Li Tianming's Eastern Emperor Sword pointed at the 300,000-year-old gods, who were speechless, dull and howling.
Chapter completed!