C1572

"Hmph, die!" This time, Wang Qian's mistress is going to blow your body to pieces. Zhang Long Zhi grinded his teeth as he looked at Wang Qian.

However, in the next second.

Wang Qian furrowed his brows and chanted some incantations as the Yin-Yang School of the Twelve Thunder Gates astonishingly appeared behind Wang Qian.

Zhang Longzhi watched as a black and white door opened behind Wang Qian