Ancient God Emperor

is like a dying struggle, but also like a prepared sword.,A Le stared at Zhang Ruochen, looked at the blood on his hands, showed a stiff smile, and said, "you have changed a lot in the past two years. As far as I remember, two years ago, you wouldn't have been in trouble. ",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. "。