C742 Demonized Dove Morrow

A figure wrapped in a black mist walked towards Hong Ling and Nangong Luo with elegant and light steps. The aura around him was twisted and strange.

He looked like a ghost walking in the graveyard of the wilderness. The mist around him was like a poisonous snake that was constantly roaring and releasing a fishy smell of blood.

"It's not the second apostle, Xiahou Ying