419 I am the king of skeletons

in the weak water of the Styx river. Goose hair is hard to cross, and it has a strong corrosive force. Unless it's the great Luo Jinxian or the immortal God in the realm of ancient gods, I can't think of the water of the Styx river. Murong simply sits on the ground and looks at the depth of the soul. It's a four-way ancient seal floating in my mind.

the giant seal ran into his own soul. Murong Feng thought about it. The giant seal appeared in the palm of his hand and directly threw it into the void. Murong Feng used...