C5027 Five-colored Butterfly

Glan's arm was cut off, his blood splattered in the sky, and the shadow of the Azure Wolf also dissipated in front of him.

Glan's face was pale as he looked at Zi Chen in disbelief.

He was at the eighth layer of the immortal spell. If he advanced one more step, he would be at the ninth layer of the immortal spell. This was already the most powerful immortal spell