"The second choice is to die now!"
Qin Yang glanced at Xiao Hailong, speaking coldly.
"Gulp!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hailong swallowed hard, a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth; was there really a choice?
At this moment, he regretted deeply; if he had known, he would never have agreed to the Dark Palace to take on this God of Slaughter.
"So, have you made up your mind, the first or the second?"
Qin Yang slowly raised his finger, a green stream swirling at his fingertip, aimed at Xiao Hailong and others.
"The first, I choose the first..."
Seeing this, Xiao Hailong hurriedly responded.
"What about you guys?"
Qin Yang's gaze swept over Hai Feng, Sea Huo, Hai Lei, and Hai Mu, the four Grand Elders.
"We also choose the first one."
