chapter 1998 IQ Black Hole Black Soul

As for those disciples of Zhengyang Temple who were previously arrogant and ready to watch the fun. Now there are no more than ten people who can stand firmly. Now he is trembling like a little chicken. "Brother Lu! What do we do with these guys? Kill them all?" Black Soul gestured with the soul-slaying sword and said. It was as if he was deciding the life or death of a group of livestock. "No need! Killing them won't bring us any substantial benefits, and it will only dirty our hands....