e war five hundred years ago were already at the end of their lives. Facing the elite forces of the Eight Divine Sects and the Zhenwu Physical Arts Sect... they could only be crushed.But, no one backe..."Mr. Fang Yu is still too confident. What is he facing It's the Necromancer race that once ruled the Earth! The most powerful Necromancer Emperor!" Gary looked at Bai Ran and said loudly, "Fighting the Necromancer Emperor, trying to win by strength That's asking for trouble..."

"Bang!"

Bairan clenched his right fist and slammed it onto the table.

The entire table collapsed in an instant.

“If you say another word, I'll kill you!” Bai Ran said, his eyes bloodshot and breathing heavily.

"Kill me You'd better have the guts for it." Gary sneered coldly, his foot pressing down on the seat, sending it backward.

At the same time, he pointed his right hand forward.

Bái Rán was taken aback.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, a miniature missile suddenly fired from the wall behind Gary!

The missile was too fast, Bai Ran had no time to dodge, so he could only raise his hands and cross them in front of him.

"gion's members, perhaps soon a large army will come... You should leave this place as soon as possible to avoid attracting even greater disaster," the old monk advised, "Perhaps you have great strengt...