"So, there is nothing left to discuss?"

Ling Xiao said coldly.

"Nonsense, do you think you are qualified to negotiate with us?"

Yan Xifeng sarcastically said.

Ling Xiao nodded, then looked around, and then said: "There are a total of 3,653 warriors from the inner hall of the Soul Palace present!

Five Samsara God Realm Warriors!

Three people were sealed!

Only one soul remains!

There is another one, you, Yan Xifeng, who has been seriously injured and cannot display the strength of the Samsara God Realm.

Nothing to be afraid of!

There are sixteen warriors at the ninth level of the fatal realm, and the strongest among them are the Blood Demon and the Sword Demon!

But it’s nothing to worry about either!

The rest is all rubbish!"

"What do you want to say?"

Yan Xifeng said coldly.

"I want to say that since you are unwilling to hand over your life soul, then I have no choice but to snatch it away!

Once we take action, not one of the more than 3,000 people today will be able to leave alive!"

A cold voice came from Ling Xiao's mouth, domineering and arrogant.

He didn't take the Soul Palace seriously at all.

And his words also made everyone in the Soul Palace look ugly.

This guy is simply too arrogant.

"Ming Shuang, don't worry, I will definitely kill all these people within an hour.

Revenge you!

If they dare to touch you, I will let them die!"

Ling Xiao does not have any clear concept of good and evil.

To him, anyone who dares to hurt his friends is evil.

He must die!
Chapter completed!