Chongming was stunned for a moment, then said word by word: "A total of one hundred and thirty-eight people."

His memory is often confused.

But I remember this number clearly and will never forget it for thousands of years!

"One hundred and thirty-eight."

Gu Han nodded, "I understand!"

now.

All the prisoners suffered so much that they were on the verge of collapse.

"you……"

The alien clan elder gritted his teeth and said, "What on earth are you going to do!"

"My ancestors, Xuantian, will all die in battle."

Gu Han looked at him seriously, "It is an insult to you little minions to use their heads as a memorial to them!"

"Only the heads of the gods have enough weight!"

hiss!!

Everyone turned pale when they heard this!

Gu Jianshou, what exactly does he want to do?

"good!"

Qianye smiled arrogantly and said coldly: "Tooth for tooth, blood for blood, that's what a man should do!"

"God-killing?"

A ray of light suddenly burst out from the slit in Pei Lun's eyes, "It's interesting."

Gu Tian held the magic knife and said nothing.

But the demonic power around him was rising and falling, and he was ready to kill the god.

The same is true for Yang Yi.

"Young Master."

The old man surnamed Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he sent a message: "The gods and immortals are both innate saints. Your identity is sensitive, so you better not..."

"I am human."

Yang Yi glanced at him indifferently and blocked all his subsequent words.

"Call your master."

Gu Han remained expressionless as he continued: "I know you have a way and can do it. The same thing is your only value!"

"this……"

Dong Hualin frowned, "You want to kill the gods and sacrifice the flag?"

"No?"

Gu Han asked back: "My eldest nephew, are you afraid?"

"If you're afraid, run away!"

Qianye sneered and said: "When we have a banquet for the gods later, you sit at Tangtang's table!"

Dong Hualin: "..."

"I don't want it!"

Tangtang was a little disgusted, wrinkled her nose, and said dissatisfied: "I don't want to sit at the same table with cowards! I want to sit at the same table with Master!"

Dong Hualin: "???"

"Ha! Haha!!"

He laughed angrily, "They are just innate saints. How strong are they? Others are afraid of them, but my Donghua family is not afraid!"

"Call me master!"

He stared at a group of prisoners, gritted his teeth and said: "Quick! Call me!"

"Second uncle!"

Donghua said helplessly: "Demeanor, pay attention to your demeanor..."

"F*ck your demeanor!"

The two masters and apprentices, plus Qianye, took turns stimulating, and Dong Hualin was so stimulated that he completely broke his defenses.

"If you can't call me!"

His eyes were blood red, and he said word by word: "I will kill you...I will make your life worse than death!"

"Scream more."

Gu Han said indifferently: "One hundred and thirty-eight Xuantian heroic spirits! I want to use the heads of one hundred and thirty-eight gods to pay tribute to them!"
Chapter completed!