Chapter 440: Friend or foe, you choose for yourself!

No one expected that the blood-colored talisman in the hand of Motuo God was not an attacking talisman, but a teleporting talisman. He had no intention of fighting Ruxley White to the death, but instead planned to take the opportunity to escape. "Huh, you want to run? Have you ever asked me?" Seeing that the figure of Motuo God was about to disappear, Ruxley White snorted coldly, and a creepy cold light flashed in his eyes. He raised the Leiming Sword in his hand high, gathered all his spiritual...