C2258 Foolish people have their own blessings

When the Qi rushed in, Yu Ming immediately felt it. This spell was different from the one given by the Deadsoul Armour, it was cold and gloomy.

At this time, Yu Ming heard his own body letting out a loud laugh.

Evil Sect!

Yu Ming was surprised himself. He was very familiar with this voice. This was the voice of the Death Soul leader. Ever since they had assembled into his battle uniform