"Sure enough!"

Yi Yu's eyes narrowed, the heaven and earth behind the oven almost stopped rotating, a very dangerous feeling came out from the bottom of his heart, and his soul was greatly impacted.

the strong breath emanates from the darkness. The endless darkness and the breath of death interweave to form a figure of a young man in black. Step by step, the momentum is rising. The body that is not tall is integrated with the dark. It is like the pressure of the heaven and the earth. The music of the end resounds in the air. An elegy of death Play.

once the spirit of the netherworld lock,...