Feng Yansheng
Her beautiful face was reflected in the thunder and lightning at first sound, cold and cold like frost and snow, and the terrifying aura of the earth-splitting frost suddenly exploded from between her eyebrows and eyes, almost wanting to break the sky!
"Feng Yansheng is dead! She died under Zhuxian Terrace! You killed her with your own hands! She turned her head sharply, her red lips were like blood, her eyes were like knives, knives and knives...... Fierce and hideous, like a vengeful ghost crawling out of the nine-layer hell,
"Standing in front of you today is the Witch Spirit Sacrifice! Princess Daizhi, see you again in the future, I will step on the white bones of the world and the blood of all living beings! My Demon Iron Rider will break through your Nine Heavenly Palace! I will use the head of the Heavenly Realm Protoss to pay tribute to the thousands of souls of my demon clan! The sea of blood is a deep hatred, until death rests! "The black clouds rolled like thick ink, gathered from the poles of heaven and earth, and countless dazzling lightning bolts fell in response, bursts of thunder tore the sky, pierced through the clouds, and seemed to land on the earth with ghosts and claws.
In the howling wind, there was an eerie whimper from the depths of darkness...... [Expand] [Close]