C4180 Game

4180.

Endless coldness, bone blood cold.

Long Batian's words had given rise to thousands of speculations in Loong Fei's mind.

It was as if he was shrouded in endless conspiracy.

His heart was in turmoil.

"This is impossible. If it wasn't for Lord of Chaos, how could he possess such powerful strength?"

Loong Fei asked back.

What Long Batian said was too unbelievable