C1180 Torture(1)

Zhu Qing said as he thrust out his spear. The spear shadows were ever-changing. It carried countless rules, but what puzzled him the most was... The spear shadow seemed to have touched the tiny figure, but it dissipated in an instant. Even though he felt that there was an endless amount of power within his body.

The miniature person was like water. No matter how hard he tried