C1265 Harvest

For a moment, Yang Fann's mind was in chaos.

This kind of power was too strange.

It was actually burning his divine soul.

"I can't do it. The origin of this thing... You and I are both clear that it is impossible for me to break it apart with my strength. " And I didn't come here today to save people. " Yan Mie said calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken