"Damn it!"
A look of anger flashed in the Ninth Kalpa King's eyes. The nine sickles carried an extremely terrifying poison. If he did not avoid them, even if he killed the Ruler Silver Roc, he would die under the nine sickles first.
The Ninth Kalpa King's eyes flickered quickly, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his face. In the end, he still decided to avoid the sharp edge and find another opportunity.
Bang!
The Ninth Kalpa King's figure flashed and dodged to the side.
Pfff!
However, it was still too late.
A sickle hit his back hard. Although it could not tear his true treasure armor, the poison contained in the sickle had already invaded his divine body. Ninth Kalpa King staggered and was almost cut down from the nine-layer cloud Ridge.
Taking a deep breath, the Ninth Kalpa King stabilized his body and looked back at the nine expressionless Blood Nether Emissaries. His expression was extremely gloomy.
