Lin Dong, the Python King, and Ming Family Patriarch Ming Yi joined forces to attack the Ninth Level Grandmaster Martial Artist of the Fallen God Tribe, making that person extremely furious.
"Damn it, damn it, the Brahman's Python King and Ming Family's Patriarch Ming Yi, you all deserve to die!"
"Especially for tricking me into coming from the Ancient European Country to kill me!"
"You are too vicious, truly too vicious!"
In fact, the Python King didn't really want to kill these two Ninth Stage Grandmaster Martial Artists of the Fallen God Tribe, but there was no choice. Lin Dong had dragged him into this; he had to act whether he wanted to or not.
The Ming Family Patriarch sighed, "I actually don't want to kill you. If you can take my specially made poison and swear not to reveal today's events to the Fallen God Tribe or seek revenge on us, I might let you go!"
Hearing this, Lin Dong quickly said in Wei Jiulong's voice, "Old Ghost Ming, do you think that's possible?"
