"Won't shed a tear for you?" Luo Lianxin froze, her heart trembled, full of sorrow. "If you die, I'll follow you."
But these words, she ultimately couldn't say them. She had promised the Ice Emperor, who was willing to save Lin Mo, to never reunite with him unless...
"Kid, stop spewing nonsense here, face your death!" The old woman's face was twisted and horrific, filled with malice, her palms began forming a Dharma Seal, dense black fog drilled out from her body, "Nine Yin Soul-Eroding Claw."
The Primordial Power in heaven and earth shook, trembled, surged, and crazily gathered towards the old woman.
Everyone else's gaze had become extremely shocked and fearful, is this the strength possessed by a world-level expert?
"This time, can you withstand it? Kid, blame yourself for being too high-profile." The old woman's voice echoed between heaven and earth.
High-profile?
