C1282 Transfer the Spirit Mine

At this moment, a figure was slowly walking towards them from the black fog. When Jin Buhuan's face appeared in front of them, Martial Saint's eyes widened in shock.

"Is it a surprise? Is it a pleasant surprise?"

Jin Buhuan held the Golden Snake Sword in his hand. He looked at the two shocked faces and teased.

At this moment, the two of them were shivering as if their bodies had frozen