"after a long sleep, it will be the last day!" The Snow King stared at sleeping in ancient times. The cold color on the corner of his mouth was stronger. His arms trembled and the sky shook. The light covered the heaven and the earth. The holy soldiers in his hands were frightening and frightening. Even people like sleeping in ancient times look dead at the moment.

in the face of such a holy soldier, no matter how much he resists, he will die. In front of him, he is nothing but an ant.

"it's also a kind of honor to be able to die under the holy soldiers!" Sleepy...