"You... you all... what do you want to do..." Although Nanling Qingshan tried hard to suppress his trembling heart, the pressure from Nalan Zhengqi was too great, and he couldn't hold back even if he wanted to.
"We want to kill every single one of you in the Nanling Clan." Nalan Zhengqi said with a cruel smile.
"How is that possible." Nanling Qingshan responded like this, needless to say, the Nanling Clan being under his control is already a complete mess.
"Not possible? Give me a reason." Nalan Zhengqi sensed that the Nanling Clan was without any masters, and he looked at Nanling Qingshan savagely, as if he were a high and mighty Death God, ravaging the frail life form whose life would soon be harvested by him.
"My Nanling Clan has many experts, don't you mess around, otherwise my Nanling Clan won't let you off, Hua Skill, go back and call big brother over." Nanling Qingshan said.
