He looked up and saw that the foreigner was also looking down coldly. you're a bully. Kill!
Another head rolled to the ground.
A faint little Golden Dragon slithered out from Zhu er's corpse and soared into the clouds as if it wanted to ride the wind and leave.
Xu Qi 'an took out the fragment of the book of the nether world, aimed the mirror at the little Golden Dragon, and silently chanted a spell.
The little Golden Dragon turned into fine golden light and was absorbed into the mirror.
All of this could not be seen by the naked eye.
The two fast-handed men, as well as second Zhu's subordinates, were trembling with fear. Their faces were pale and the narrow knives in their hands fell to the ground with a clang.
Xu Qi 'an looked back. you've done evil for the Tiger. Cut off your hand.
More than a dozen arms fell.
The dozen or so men clutched their arms and screamed in pain.
