C855 Make a Fool of Himself

In the midst of the yellow sand, the black-robed man suddenly opened his eyes.

Two beams of golden light pierced through the sandstorm, heading straight for the Lost Little Heavenly Emperor.

In that instant, the Lost Little Heavenly Emperor could only feel it difficult to breathe. What kind of eyes were those? They were ice-cold and ruthless, filled with an evil and awe-inspiring aura