Su Yu, who was flying over, turned his head to look at the Dead Soul Heavenly River.
In the Heavenly River, there seemed to be eyes that were looking in their direction.
Su Yu sighed in his heart!
Plans were not as fast as changes!
There were too many variables. These guys were not willing to be subjugated, suppressed, and killed by him.
They would only be happy if they had some tricks up their sleeves!
In the distance, the northern king shouted angrily again, “Don’t all of you in the Milky Way understand the situation? The eastern King was killed, the western King was killed, and now it’s my turn! If I were to be killed, even if one or two heavenly kings and dozens of death spirit marquises appeared, the outcome would be the same!”
“The thing I regret the most is that I did not join hands with the eastern king and destroy the southern king in advance!”
He roared for a while. Yes, he regretted it a little.
