The golden lion's blood drips on the crystal ice, but it is soon frozen into a blood ice crystal. The temperature here is too low. Even the saint's blood will be frozen in contact with the cold air.

"what!"

he was attacked suddenly. There was no reaction time. Jinsheng was shocked. His figure flashed. The whole man backed out two miles. The golden fan in his hand turned into a golden ball and wrapped himself.

"bang bang......"

even so, there are still a few cold lights coming suddenly. They hit the golden ball directly. Together with him, they rolled the ball in the air for many times.

Jinsheng was in...