C1932 Regret!
*Huala!*
The ground began to tear apart, and Mo Kongxiang's feet left two deep marks on the ground. In the end, his body stopped moving, and he fell to the ground with blood spurting out from his mouth and nose!
"Ah!"
A miserable scream rang out. At this moment, Mo Kongxiang covered his right hand, but his right hand had already completely changed shape. It twisted like a fried dough
