"If I die, you won't live much longer either." Jiang Ming's face was pale, his eyes filled with a will to die unyielding, and tinged with deep mockery. "Di Shitian, since I know you, you should know what this means."
"Is Wu Wudi still alive?" Di Shitian gritted his teeth.
Most likely, his opponent was a descendant of Wu Wudi.
Not letting me live longer?
Who in the world can trouble me?
The only one was his old enemy, Wu Wudi.
As for the powerful from other regions, he was not afraid.
"Tell me, is he dead or not?" Di Shitian's body emitted an incredibly cold aura. "No, it's impossible for him to be alive. There can only be one God in this world, and that is me!"
He had already approached Jiang Ming.
"Finally, you've come close to me!" Jiang Ming suddenly smiled, and suddenly leaped up, lunging towards his opponent.
