reds of aircraft, fighter jets, suspended in the air, began to slowly descend, no longer soaring through the sky, but prostrating themselves devoutly.Everyone in Daxia was staring blankly.Ma Changlin...Chapter 50

"time.Someone tentatively asked, "Peak Master Yue, these people...aren't all of them killed by you"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!As soon as these words were uttered....