"Su Yu, you will still die first."
There were some people, who were aggrieved, and others, who went crazy.
Gu Taixu, who also suffered heavy injuries, and was on the brink of death, laughed sinisterly, "You can die peacefully, as I will shortly send those two women to join you, so you won't be lonely in the underworld."
Su Yu almost lost his life when he ran into him in the Mysterious Heavenly Divine Pavilion, and now it was the case too.
Su Yu lost in both of their confrontations, and this time, he lost even more tragically.
"Is it?" Mockery flashed in Su Yu's eyes, and when his words just echoed, a flag as big as palm rose up from the sea below Gu Taixu.
The flag fluttered in the wind, as it shone with black light, and Gu Taixu's surrounding instantly changed, and turned into bone-chilling snow plains.
