C540 True and false devil millet

A cold wind blew, causing Hao Chen to shiver. At this moment, a bad premonition inexplicably rose in his heart.

"Whatever."

Hao Chen shook his head, the nether power in his right hand activated, and reached towards the coffin, and just as his hand reached the coffin, a light aura appeared in front of him.

A spirit light appeared out of nowhere