"You've calculated so deeply. You've actually started your plan ten years ago. No wonder you're so fearless and allowed the fire spirit clan to start a war so that you can take the opportunity to dominate the eastern tribes." Patriarch Meng Ling clenched his fists and said coldly.
If it wasn't for the corpse poison from the demon God pill, he would have temporarily lost his cultivation.
By this time, he had already rushed forward and cut the bull Demon King into pieces.
Even so.
His eyes were spitting fire as he stared at him.
"Strength is important, but without the matching wisdom, no matter how strong you are, you are just a killing machine." The Bull Demon King mocked.
"Winner takes all. No matter what methods I use, it's fine as long as I can achieve my goal."
At this point.
A violent killing intent erupted from his body.
He glared at patriarch Meng Ling and Xiao ran coldly.