"Cough, cough. cough ..."
Qin bei was thrown away and rolled a few times on the ground. He only came to a stop after hitting a large green stone.
Pfft!
After standing up unsteadily, Qin bei felt something sweet in his throat and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Seven or eight of his ribs were broken!
"Hahahahaha! What other methods did he have? Use all of them! But no matter what, your fate today is already decided, and that is death!"
At the same time, the xuanming patriarch was thrown back in the same way. The two of them didn't seem to have any power to fight back in front of the Grand Magus God!
"Hahahahaha! What other methods did he have? Use all of them! But no matter what, your fate today is already decided, and that is death!" Grand Wu God laughed complacently!
