Emperor Falling Into Demonic Path

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out as God Kerr’s large body fell to the ground. Zhao Fu’s legs lost their strength, and he also fell forwards.

At that moment, a figure appeared by Zhao Fu’s side and hugged him, a trace of worry appearing on the figure’s cold face. “Owner!”

Zhao Fu coughed up another mouthful of blood. Because of God Kerr’s death, the pitchfork had disappeared. Zhao Fu looked over at God Kerr and found that it was giving off a large amount of blood-red aura and would soon disappear.

“Hurry… and… refine… it…” Zhao Fu weakly said to Slaughtering Ghost.

Slaughtering Ghost nodded, and it puffed out its cheeks as it looked at Sky Demon and said, “You take care of owner. I’ll go and refine God Kerr.”

Hearing this, Sky Demon softly replied and immediately smiled. Before, when Sky Demon had seen Zhao Fu falling, it had wanted to rush over to show Zhao Fu how loyal it was. Perhaps Zhao Fu would be grateful and give it the King Remnant Soul that it wanted so much.