Jin Mang flickered his tail in the empty sky, reflecting Fang Han's fearful face. At this moment, he even closed his eyes slowly, as if he knew he could not escape death.

Faced with this golden awn, he will die without any hope of escape.

Ye Dun's pupils are still so cold. Golden eyes are full of indifference. Jin Mang becomes more brilliant. Fang Han should be killed thoroughly.

Whoop!

A muffled sound came from the whole space.

Fang Han, who thought he was bound to die, slowly opened his eyes. In front of him, a middle-aged man appeared, dressed in a silver robe, while at the cuff of the...