C1118 Minor Apocalypse

As for the three thousand swords, they were controlling the Devil Blood Fog, and upon seeing the immortal staring at them, their hands began to tremble.

Gu Lizhu's golden eyes flashed with immortal light, his expression could not be seen with the silver mask on his face.

Bai Xiaobei immediately flew to the front of the three thousand swords, he felt that they were in trouble