C671 Nine Mysterious Cry

"Triple Blood Judgement! Drink!" Following the voice of the Gust, the palm print in front of him transformed into a blood red vortex. It was like a black hole that swallowed everything in the world as it welcomed the sword Qi. The moment the two collided. . . Ye Lingkong's sword attack was silently disintegrated. When the ordinary Blood Clan saw the powerful strength of both parties