"What? Is it very strange that I catch a cold?" Baili Jiajue stood up. His half-opened black robe brushed across the ground, and the demonic qi that greeted him was enough to make people tremble in fear.
Immediately, the Huo Qilin shook its head.
The group of monsters also shook.
The devil world was churning.
Without looking at them, Baili Jiajue strolled into Prajna Hell. With every step he took, there would be black feathers falling down.
This was indeed a country that belonged to death. Blue flowers and a spreading river. Countless spirits of the dead were floating on it. At the end of the river, there was an ancient divine beast called Tuntian.
It seemed to have fallen asleep and just lay by the river. Its tail hung down and it was put into the river.
Everything in the Devil World seemed not to be trifled with.
However, there were some people who did not know that she had really provoked someone who should not be trifled with.
