C1785 Evil Ghost Space!

Xiao Chen felt as if all his internal organs had shifted positions, and his stomach had caved in. His vitality was less than 10,000 points. At this moment, he suddenly felt a hand behind him, blocking his body, and at the same time, Eshi's voice sounded.

"Little guy, you are not bad. Even if the Eighteen Levels of Prison Lord takes my full strength punch