C1412 Hu xiao's second world war desolation

"Today, I will use your blood as an offering to the countless dead creatures in my Octoterra Python Clan," the Desolate Land coldly said. Black gas floated around the sword as it coiled and turned into black snakes that pounced at Hu Xiao'er, colliding with him.

"You have to be reasonable, I have no relationship with your Octoterra Python Clan, your words are wrong." Hu Xiao'er took action