However, Cheng Jia was unwilling to do so. He didn’t want to do so.
Once the Twelve Mountain and sea undead were killed, the ancient undead would be drawn out. There might even be more than one Sun Moon realm... at that time, it would really be bad. Everyone outside would die.
He didn’t care if everyone else died, but the silver armor was still outside.
He and the silver armor were the only ones left in the black armor clan. Everyone else was dead!
Jiu Xuan was also hesitating, because Dao Cheng was also looking for Moduo na outside.
Killing these dead souls might give them time to run, but how could they run when no one else was prepared?
The jade talisman in his hand became more and more resplendent.
Jiu Xuan sighed and said, “Kill them! General Cheng, you’re stronger. The sound transmission talisman is useless now. Shout and let them escape...”
Cheng Jia suddenly said, “Why don’t you try to contact the heaven-hunting pavilion? Maybe... There is a way!”
