Dressed in white, fluttering in the wind, with a demonic handsome face like ice, and a terrifying aura exuding from his body, people automatically made a way for him to come out, the mixed breath of the immortal and Shura, and a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, like a fallen immortal, is as daunting as a fallen immortal.

"Oh my God, the War King has also come to the academy, he's the kind of millennium...

Chapter 234 The Crow Branch Is Hitting in the Hand, Please Wait a Moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!