C2769 Pale as Paper

"Brat Lin Fei, I, Holy Lord, will not disappoint you. However, I, Holy Lord, also hope that you will not disappoint me, Holy Lord." Jiuyou Cangyu roared.

Lin Fei could not be underestimated.

He had to use his trump card.

Otherwise, he might not be Lin Fei's match.

Under the watch of trillions of gazes.

"Nine Desolate Devil Heavenly Formation!" Jiuyou Cangyu continued to shout.

Then