C1788 Berserk

Qin Shi's voice was extremely cold. The blood energy around him surged like a demon that had crawled out of hell.

With his transcendent strength, he could naturally see that Qin Shi was acting weirdly. From Qin Shi, he could sense a very strong sense of crisis: "Brat, although I don't know what kind of power you have in your body, but if I'm not guessing wrong