C3364 Ghost Race

Far, far in the distant past, in a nameless world.

The pores all over Luo Qingchen’s body stood erect, his entire body tensed up like a large bow. The golden blood energy in his body surged, feeling an invisible pressure.

Cold, evil, and bloodthirsty aura lingered, making people feel as if they had fallen into hell. It made people feel a shiver in their souls