C1067 Surprised or Not, Surprised or Not??
"Whoosh!"
"Luosha Netherworld Palm!"
Yama shouted angrily. His right palm carried a thick Black Fog, and the pitch-black palm print descended from the sky.
"Wuwu …"
The wind whimpered, and the Black Fog seemed to want to swallow everything. The surrounding space faintly showed signs of being distorted, and everything was about to be crushed into powder
