C1206 Strange Black World

*Ding!*

The three-colored spear pierced the armor with a clear, shattering sound. The eyes on the armor narrowed sharply as jet-black blood poured from the puncture.

In a desperate move, Gengloong Hall unleashed a punch, the black mist on his fist crystallizing into a hard, black shell. The force of the punch, like ten thousand weights, thundered against Chu Lin