Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Seven The difference of one thought, ten thousand swords pierce the heart!(2/2)
This choice of Qiansong was somewhat unexpected to Ling Jiuxuan.
Very stupid!
But it’s really admirable!
"Don't worry, as long as Qianchenxing comes to try to refine the power of the star core and finally confirm it.
These Thousand Machine Gates... are immortal."
Qiansong was dead, and the resentment in Ling Jiuxuan's heart had disappeared.
"Many...thank you..."
After saying these two words, Qiansong's whole body disintegrated and dissipated, turning into little fluorescent spots and disappearing.
At this scene, everyone was silent.
"Ling Jiuxuan, you're forcing Qian Song to death, and you just want to resolve it with just one word?"
At this time, a gloomy voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.
The great elder of Qianjimen said with indignation: "He is the master of my Qianjimen Qianyun Hall!
The right-hand man of the Qianji Sect Master!
He is also his biological brother!
He is the uncle of Young Master Qianchenxing!
Chapter completed!