C1164 Thirteen Styles of Black Yellow Slaughter Sage

A refined and refined middle-aged man was like a refined scholar from Mortal Realm. He should not be able to catch a chicken, but right now, this refined scholar was not refined in the slightest and was instead like a vicious god.

His imposing manner was like a rainbow, and his baleful aura soared to the heavens. It was as though an ancient fiend had descended into this world