Chapter 1294

• Nine rounds of pitch black sun combined with dark hell, dragging this behemoth directly towards Ye Wuque, to completely kill him in the depths of dark hell!
• At this moment, Lan Mingri had seen Ye Wuque's eyes closed and his brows furrowed, and he immediately understood that he had hit his dark magic sound. At this moment, the divine mind in his head was in disorder, his mind was shaken, and he was completely slaughtered.
• "An ant-like thing! You deserve to fight me too?"