C179 The war of myriad variations urgent heart

"Lei Nian, die!" The ghost-like low and hoarse voice sent chills down his spine.

The eyes of the two were different from those of an ordinary person's. The black and white colors alternated in accordance with some kind of strange rhythm. His entire body was ignited with a light blue flame that was lower than a freezing point. With a speed that Lei Nian could not even see