'Zi...' Tens of thousands of people died in the sea, a blood flow, all into the majestic mouth of a dragon, endless, large-scale.

Ten thousand people at the bottom of the Dead Sea, magical veins emerge, this is a battle of souls of corpses, once started, the whole body obviously disappeared in the fall!

Feeling the surging corpses around him, Chen Jiu seems to understand why many people did not completely breathe out when they arrived.

Once such a battle of corpses and souls is opened, let alone those who are half dead, even if they are inferior masters, I am afraid there is no way to resist its refinement!...