"We can't let this little bastard live!"
Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli exchanged a glance in secret, both seeing the same intention in each other's eyes.
To them, this was an opportunity!
"This blood rain must not be an ordinary thing!"
Zhuge Qianzhong didn't believe that the blood rain was demonic blood; in his view, it was a gift from heaven and earth when Long Yan rang the nine chimes.
With the help of the Black Dragon, the endless blood rain merged into Long Yan's body, and his blood began to show traces of silver light, as if the blood rain was going to turn his blood into silver.
The blood rain lasted for an hour, and all the blood rain gathered together could form a small pond, but it was all absorbed by Long Yan.
At this moment, if one looked carefully, they would see that Long Yan's face had become more resolute, and a faint mark appeared on his brow, giving a strange and mysterious feeling.
