C475 Rakshasa's Soul Devouring Technique

The poisonous wind in front of me is extraordinary.

Those imperial guards were also elites selected from the cultivators, but under the poisonous wind, they could not even last for half a quarter of an hour.

"Keke, there are still people who are not afraid of death. Do you want to taste my poison?"

Jia Han's cold laughter spread from all directions. It was impossible to tell where he was