The Dark Spirit King was already on the verge of tears before the battle had even begun.
An Lin made his way toward the Dark Spirit King, and his aura began to soar explosively.
Origin Energy of the Netherworld! Fire God Mode! Star Vein Divine Technique!
The three buff spell techniques unleashed at the same time had elevated his aura to an extremely terrifying level.
Ding Xiaoru clapped his hands before turning to the tens of thousands of Ghost Tribe powerful beings present. "Didn't all of you say you wanted to help? Have you all changed your minds?"
Have we changed our minds?
Wouldn't a change of heart now mean that they were standing against Patriarch Zhu Yin?
