lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

"Since you've even brought out the Nine-Tailed Demon Yin Formation, why waste our lives with such trivial sorcery",Mò Jīngyǔ reached back with his hand, wanting to open the copper chest on his back and use his last resort. But his hands trembled uncontrollably, he didn't have the strength to lift the lid.,In the face of such overwhelming power, what made him different from those deceased beggars。