C645 Cold Crow Tribe

In the marshland forest, a black miasma filled the air, but in the midst of this black miasma, there was a trace of blood Qi.

Bang ~ ~ ~

A gust of wind carried with it a ferocious might of a fist. With a bang, the piece in front of him was shattered, and a red light flashed.

"Hehe, it's thirty now