C1019 The Only Way.
"You're already like this, and you still want to joke with us?"
The Ghost Cultivator Clan's Patriarch sneered and walked over with a long saber in his hand.
This saber was pitch-black and did not have any cold light. However, it gave off a sinister feeling, and it even had a strange smell.
"Just you wait! Just you wait!"
"After I break your stomach with my saber
