C27 Long Live Lord Death

The blue-eyed youth was still as cold as ever and did not speak, but his eyes also drifted towards Lin Xi. Bei Gonghao could only helplessly take the lead and withdraw his support for Yan Mo Han. The Blood Scythe in the sky was the god of death. His strength was invincible!

Yan Mo Han leaped high into the air, and the surrounding black ghost aura surged towards him. However, at this moment