“Hahaha, we’ve injured them, brothers, let’s work harder!”
Within the Abyss, the night clan leader and the Night Clan Forefathers attacked the Undying Pinnacle God king seed before them. Seeing the large amount of blood flowing from his body, they were excited.
“Alright!”
The two forefathers of the world margin sect roared with smiles.
Ever since they returned from the Cold Night Island, the future of their world margin great religion was bright.
Today, they had two choices. One was to join the night race and become a relative of the night race.
With the favor of the night race’s void God Emperor, the night race would not mistreat them and would even place great importance on them.
Two was that they could re-establish the glory of the world margin great religion and the night race’s void God Emperor would help them.
Their world margin was bright.
Killing these abyss seeds could also accumulate resources for their world margin great sect.
“Hong Hong Hong!”
