C843 What a Vermin

After the storm stopped, the entire fighting stage turned into rubble. Above the nine heavens, Qianshui Fuhu was looking at this scene with blood boiling in his body.

It was as if everything in this world was an existence that could be easily crushed in his eyes.

In the rubble below, the robe worn by the Ghost King had been shattered. His aura was chaotic, high, low