Chapter 5850

“Killing?”

The Cold Prison God hooked the corners of his mouth with a cold arc, “In the eyes of my protoss, you and other foreign races are all ants and mustards.” ”

“Stepping on a few ants to death is also considered a killing? Hand over the sword on your body, self-cultivate yourself, and return to the Northern Ming Palace with me to wait for the fall, or you can spare the lives of the two people behind you. Otherwise……”

The ice crystal long sword in his hand shook slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at the ground instantly condensed into thick ice, and quickly spread to the feet of Chen Ping and the others!

“Otherwise, this is where you will be buried!”

At the same time as the words fell, the cold prison god’s whole body exploded!

“Buzz——!”