C583 The Young Master of the Divine Palace

The Young Lord of the Palace of Gods.

Old Man's voice was calm and dignified, like the morning bell of an ancient tomb. Boundless light screen of slaughter flowed in the void, causing many people to hold their breaths, not daring to breathe.

True killing intent flowed in the surroundings. Ji Longyu could feel that this Old Man didn't seem to be joking, he was serious. Three breaths