C560 His Hands Are Really Black

Before the fight even started, Venerable Muwu had already thought of running away. His momentum had already weakened.

"Do you want to give it a try?"

A trace of cold light flashed across Yao Zonglin's eyes. After that, he completely exposed his powerful Qi in front of them. The few Late Period of Nascent Infant Stage warriors couldn't help but take a few steps back