Ancient God Emperor

Jin Yeyun was shocked all over and looked at the position of her heart. She still couldn't believe that she would die under the sword of a man who was seriously injured and dying.,A Le said, "if a general's achievements are withered, a thousand men will be slaughtered under the sword of the saints." Every saint's sword must be stained with the blood of thousands of people. Eun Gong, I can feel that the road of practice that you have to take will be more difficult than mine. ",suddenly, Zhang Ruoxien seemed to feel something in his heart. He looked up and looked at a restaurant in the distance. He seemed to see a familiar figure.。