C430 War(3)
The shadow of the Taotie was roaring. At the moment of life and death, Jin Yuejiao did not panic. Instead, she calmed down completely.
"Dance of the Wind!" Her petite body was like an illusion as she tried her best to avoid the endless golden needles.
"Hmph, what a joke. You actually want to use your movement technique to resist the power of time and space?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly
