C160 The Great Demonic God's past

The black box had no luster. It stood quietly on the cloud deck. A strong sense of pressure heavily pressed onto Chu Xieyun's body.

"What the hell?" Chu Xieyun said with difficulty while enduring the pressure.

Shangguan Bing'er made a gesture that Chu Xieyun couldn't understand at all, she waved her hand, and the black box gradually stopped giving others pressure