ocked in front of his chest, the Fangtian Hua Ji spear stuck firmly into the ground before him. He stood motionless on the platform, like a stone statue meditating with his eyes closed, as if all the...pread everywhere about how terrifying the black bird was.Time flowed peacefully like water. If it could remain this way forever, it would be the best time for Xiang Qingcheng. However, Xiang Qingcheng...
Chapter 478: Wind Fan, Small Earth Demon Array