“Evil Dao Hall!” Elder Yan Xin’s expression changed drastically. “How do you know our route?” “Hahaha, old Yan Xin, take that question to the King of Hell.” At the highest point of the cliff, a blood-coloured figure slowly materialised. It was the Blood Soul Elder of the Evil Dao Hall. His body was shrouded in…
1 Month VIP Access Membership Required
Already a member? Log in here
