C292 Blue Mist

"Source spirit, come out!"

Nie Feng roared, and the Black Dragon Primordial Spirit and Primal Chaos Fire Source Spirit rushed over in the blink of an eye. The dragon's might suffused the air, and the dragon's roar resounded throughout the skies.

"The talent of a dibasic spirit warrior is indeed not bad. Unfortunately, you will die very soon!"

As long as he killed Nie Feng