"Senior brother Great Demon King!"
Some disciples of the northern sword immortal sect cried out in alarm and wanted to rush over to save Li Tian. After all, everyone could see that as long as the Great Demon King didn't die, the northern sword immortal sect would definitely prosper in the future!
Who could guarantee that the Great Demon King would not become another hundred nights sovereign?
"We are your opponents!" A half-step Foundation Stage cultivator laughed cruelly and killed the disciple directly. The disciple's head rolled on the ground and his eyes opened wide. It was obvious that he was unwilling to leave.
Blood and slaughter.
"Look, because of you, your sect's disciples are dying." Dong Wutian stood in the air and looked at Li Tian with a sneer.
Li Tian coughed as he crawled up from the ground. His hair was in a mess, and his face was covered in blood and dust.
