C1807 Deity Soil

The meridians that had been circulating to half of the way through, were suddenly thrown into disorder as the shouts sounded. His spirit energy flowed backwards in disorder as the aura in Ye Feng's body also gradually became ice-cold, with a killing intent that could not be dissipated.

Crash! *

The night wind was cold, and his black hair danced wildly in the wind. A short while later, Ye Feng..