C3191 Beneath the altar
"You Turkish brats, you're dead meat. I've waited for so long. Finally, you've come. Today, let me have a feast." The old man laughed out loud. His strength was extremely strong, and Song Yichen's attack was actually useless against him.
Shen Xiang's hand that was holding onto the Nine Heavens Divine Sword was already drenched in sweat
