C142 Magic Flute Golden Hou Thunder Wing

Xue Ge screamed as he felt a scorching pain coming from behind.

If not for the blood colored Genuine Essence automatically forming a barrier.

Just this sudden and unexpected shot.

It could directly blow up Xue Ge's backyard flower.

"Little bastard, who are you?!"

Xue Ge's entire body trembled. The instant he entered the Devil Pool, he was instantly enveloped by the cold energy