C315 On the Verge of Death!

The black smoke from the ignited gasoline blanketed the surrounding fog, while the disciples of the Dragon God Cult excitedly roared at Ma Weiwei who was tied up on the cross, their expressions sinister, as they entered into a crazed state. Elder Yu indifferently looked at the black flames, her body emitting a bone-piercing chill, as she faintly suppressed the cold Posterior Mountain