King wouldn't compare to Lu Xia Tian. 。Another deafening crash resounded. The demon-forged golden mace controlled by the Qing Sha Yao went flying out of control and crashed to the side. 。As for the...almost smug with triumph, quickly froze. There was no sight of corpses ripped apart, flesh torn asunder before her eyes. Only a soft “poof” sound echoed. The figure clad in black robes, who appeared r...