C563 The Father and Son in the Midst of the War

Just as Ao Yan was about to crawl out, a pair of obsidian battle boots appeared in front of him. His gaze followed the pair of battle boots and looked up.

A strange figure wrapped in obsidian armor was smiling as he looked at him.

His face looked like it was drawn with a brush. The strange red pattern that was emitting a red light aroused the most fearful thing in Ao Yan's heart