C116 Killing Yersinia

Yale stretched out his body, two pairs of white wings on his back, circulating with a holy light. His pupils were also silvery white as he stared coldly at Meng Xuan. "Tell me your name."

Meng Xuan curled his lips in disdain, "You are not qualified enough to know."

"Die!" The pill in his abdomen was like a star as it rapidly rotated, pushing his cultivation to the peak