C232 Epiphyte

Lan Xiangyu's face was filled with unwillingness, but he had used up all of his strength just to take three steps. Now, the Spiritual Strength in his body had disappeared, and he couldn't even move a muscle.

Zhu Yan was laughing maniacally, his arrogant voice blotting out the sky.

I never thought that you would actually be able to use this kind of terrifying Profound Style