"Meng Ji, who are the nineteen masters who guarded Chu Ge from the tribulation? A feast of passionate pictures
"I wonder if you have heard of the Divine Clan, the messengers of the God of the Universe. Those nineteen skinny masters are the masters of the Divine Clan." Meng Ji said in detail without concealing the secrets of the Divine Clan.
"The Spirit Clan! I didn't expect it to be them!" As the number one person in the space of gods, the Lord of the Gods still had some knowledge of the Spirit Clan. When he learned the identities of the nineteen masters guarding Chu Ge, the Lord of the Gods' face instantly became gloomy.
Come down.
"Lord of the Gods, if you want to kill that Chu Ge, when the third anti-god calamity containing inner demons comes, we can attack together. There may be a glimmer of hope." Meng Ji saw the gloomy face of the Lord of the Gods and said,
Said softly.
"Okay!" The Lord of the Gods was surprisingly cooperative and nodded in agreement.[
When the Lord of the Gods, whose soul was injured, saw that the Lord of the Gods agreed, he took a deep breath, suppressed the murderous intention deep in his heart, and nodded his head twice.