C327 Culprit

The redness in A Manier's eyes gradually faded as his face filled with disbelief and unwillingness.

"Oh, go to hell!" "Boom ~ ~ ~"

A burst of berserk energy wreaked havoc, even with Fei Yu's Cultivation Level, he had no choice but to put on his spirit armor.

All the rocks, trees, and flowers in the vicinity, apart from the circulating air, had all suffered a devastating blow. Even Fei Yu