"You're looking for death." The fiendish cultivator clenched his fist, and a baleful aura shot up into the sky.
However, Feng Luan was obviously not to be trifled with. Golden flames rose around her body, and she was not the least bit affected by the baleful aura. She still had the strength to say coldly, everyone here is your man. What's there to hide your ambition for? "
who doesn't know that you, blood demon, are the most promising person in the demonic realm to inherit the demonic system of the netherworld? unfortunately, Yu Jiuchong's mother had a servant. The demonic mirror she passed down to Yu Jiuchong would give him the priority to inherit the demonic system.
"If he dies, you'll have a chance to regain the demonic system of the netherworld. Are you sure you won't be tempted? Or do you think you're trash, unable to obtain the demon system of the netherworld, unable to be stronger than Yu Jiuchong?"
Boom--
