"Hahaha! Good! Take the lives of your two dogs first, and sacrifice my son's spirit in heaven!"

A trace of killing intent flashed in Zhu Rong's eyes, especially when he looked at Mrs. Ning, the killing intent seemed to have become real! It directly made the group of fighting kings feel extremely cold.

He directly struck out with one palm, and the dark purple grudge condensed into a huge palm print, which directly covered the two of them.