Ancient God Emperor

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. ",some people have indeed lost their lives and sunk to the bottom of the water, while others have been trained in treasures and have since become martial arts masters.。