Jiu Kun looked at Zhen Ling with a look of hesitation on his face.

"Life and death are deterministic, people should pay more attention to it, don't look for it deliberately, that woman is not simple." After a few breaths of silence, Zhen Ling let out a long sigh, got up and left.

Those dark monks who hadn't rushed to the battlefield of the apocalypse and didn't even see the ancient tomb received the news at the first time, went back the same way, and then were brought back to the dark headquarters. Ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past their hearts. no one is not