C2480 CHAPTER2480 NO ONE CAN USE IT

The Mysterious Underworld Pavilion's chief true disciple, Le Shuo, followed along. The corner of his mouth twitched, and the black lines on his forehead couldn't help but increase. The blood in his forehead began to gather, and traces of blood flowed down along the corner.

Even though it was already so miserable, this fellow still wasn't willing to stop, and then continued to howl madly..