C932 Internal Strife

Zhixue glared at the helmet of the Holy Artifact. He felt that his strength had increased by not a little bit. Qin Biao actually dared to kill him. The corner of Zhixue's mouth curled up into a cold smile as he raised his hand and charged towards Qin Biao!

The Demonic Power and the Spiritual Force clashed with each other. Qin Biao's first feeling was that his body was about to melt