C363 Sad Netherworld Sword

The Netherworld Knife hummed and shook, thinking, you want to fuck me, you're still too inexperienced!

Those black tentacles were moving around Ye Fan's arm like earthworms, and his entire arm was turning black.

The nine kinds of demonic fire was like a barrier in his body, but when it met the tentacles, it revealed a trace of fear and retreated.

Ye Fan's face darkened