“Buzz!”
In the sky above the peak of Mount Hua, the divine son of Men Jiu screamed miserably. The avatar of the Yamen God was defeated. Everyone was extremely shocked.
Everyone, including those who were watching the live broadcast on the television network, watched this scene in shock.
Wang Xian waved his hand and grabbed the head of the divine son of men jiu. He looked at him coldly!
“Let me go. If you dare to kill me, my mother will not let you off!”
Looking at Wang Xian’s cold and indifferent gaze up close, the divine son of Men Jiu’s face was filled with shock and fear.
Furthermore, he was still shouting at Wang Xian sternly.
He was the son of God. He did not believe that the so-called Dragon King in front of him would dare to kill him!
“This... This Dragon King has such terrifying strength. Even if it is a clone of the god, it should at least have the strength of a level nine demigod. This Dragon King can actually destroy him so easily!”