335 killing God

"warlord, the first generation of grandmaster! Brother Murong, I think Yi will feel comforted if the emperor is alive. With such a descendant, everyone will smile. " Snow smoke stands beside Murong wind, making a quiet sound.

suddenly, in the direction of the ancient battlefield of Changping, there was a raging resentment, but with a seal of golden light, Murong Feng was shocked and said solemnly: "snow smoke, you go to Shanghai and join Qingqing, and converge your breath. There should be a ghost King comparable to Sanxian on the ancient battlefield of Changping. Be careful and protect Qingqing."

then Murong wind's figure turned into a purple...