C2355 Article 2356

Flying sand.

Rock.

In the dark night, the ghostly figure within the sandstorm was moving at lightning speed.

Many warriors of the Nether City didn't even have the time to scream before they went to see the true Netherworld Hierarch.

He was as fast as lightning, and no one could clearly see the attacks of those desert monsters. Apart from looking down at the battlefield from above, Lin Ming