C709 Rights of the Son

The space within a radius of one Zhang was frozen in front of him.

"NO!" How was this possible! How could you catch up to me, my Escape Arts that I have burned fifty years of my life with!? "

In the frozen space, Shui Wuque's figure appeared, completely unable to move.

"On your body, you have the Soul Imprint I branded. If you don't get rid of the mark