Someone sighed.

Only Zhan Wuque felt a trace of unusualness.

The Son of God's breakthrough was too fast.

He couldn't help but think of the two black-robed martial kings who were suspected to be the Temple of the Martial God.

Could it be that the Son of God’s breakthrough is related to them, or even to the human-shaped giant stone?

Unfortunately, all this is my own speculation.

The steps are very large, and each step is a hundred feet wide, and many people have stepped up.

"Bang"!

At the tenth level, a dull sound came from a woman's figure fell.

"Liao Tianjiao, you are despicable and shameless"!

Liao Qingqing covered her lower abdomen and shouted.

It was obvious that she was beaten down by no means a moment of attention.

"I'm shameless? Haha, I'm shameless, what can you do to me?"

Liao Tianjiao stood on the steps and laughed wildly.

"Liao Qingqing, Liao Qingqing, you, the sinner of the Liao family! The Liao family is destroyed in the hands of you, bitch!"

"If you hadn't brought back that disaster star, how could my Liao family become like this?"

Liao Tianjiao roared.

It was obvious that he blamed Zhan Wuque for the decline of the Liao family.

"It's ridiculous. Your Liao family deserves the crime, but blames others for the crime."

Zhan Wuque came out.

"It's you, you dare to come here."

Liao Tianjiao exclaimed, feeling relieved.

Zhan Wuque is no longer the country bumpkin he saw that day, but a stolen figure in the imperial capital.

"What, you're surprised"?

Zhan Wuque's indifferent path.

Without waiting for Liao Tianjiao to answer, he rushed straight, kicked Liao Tianjiao on the tenth step down.

"Ten steps in one step! Who is this person? Can he compete with the Son of God?"

Someone who didn't know Zhan Wuque opened his eyes aside.

"puff"!
Chapter completed!