C1245 Divine Emissary Fei Bo

Fei Ang wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He never dreamed that it would turn out like this.

The golden leaf in his hand was still there. This golden leaf that he thought could save his life was now making him feel helpless. There was a scratch on the golden leaf, and this scratch had also destroyed the array formation on the golden leaf. In other words, even if he finished the incantation