That's right.
Jun Changxiao wasn't asking for money anymore!
Even if he was merely helping out for free, he would still destroy the Dark Demon King!
The system rarely passed up a chance to mock him, because this man was truly furious right now. Mentioning money would be an insult to his character.
"Brother Jun..." Shang Youhen was stunned.
Why was the anger in the other party's eyes so intense?
He did not know that some things had not happened only to him. They had also played out in other starfields, leaving later generations with memories carved into their bones.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Jun Changxiao stood at the prow of the ship, his Spiritual Sense spreading out madly.
Very soon, amid distant ruins resembling one city after another, he caught sight of many Black Armor martial artists who seemed to have undergone rigorous training.
Boom!
Boom!
Explosions rang out from within the ruins. Dozens of martial artists fought like trapped beasts. Even though they were already covered in wounds, even though they could fall at any moment, they kept fighting.
Behind them, in the deepest underground stone chamber, several thousand survivors knelt together on the ground and prayed, praying for heaven to bless them and let them live.
Rumble!
Black energy exploded violently against the ground. The earth cracked apart once more, and the already dilapidated city buildings instantly turned to dust.
A Heaven Origin Continent martial artist lay on the ground, his chest pierced through. Rage and unwillingness filled his twisted face.
"Old He!"
His companions roared in fury, their grief and rage gathering upon their weapons as they charged forward without regard for life or death. Though they managed to kill several Black Armor martial artists, they were soon besieged from all sides.
This was only the tip of