C585 Seeing His Old Friend He Was in a Sorry State

Yim Wuxie held the Wishful Ruler in his hand and pointed it at the old man's nose as he cursed.

At this moment, the ninth grade True God's face alternated between red and white.

"Good boy! You are indeed very strong! However, I will make you pay the price! Blood frenzy!"

The ninth grade True God roared, and the blood in his body started to surge