C4864 Low Trash

The divine sword in his hand stabbed toward the Golden Mysterious God, leaving a bloody hole in his chest.

"Aaaah! Aaaah!"

The Golden Mysterious God howled in pain, his voice brimming with fear.

"Chen Shaofeng, you lowly bastard. If you dare to kill me, I will definitely not let you go. Our Demon Clan will definitely not let you go!" The Golden Mysterious God cursed