The cold air spreads.

Everything within a ten-foot radius was instantly lifeless and charred to black!

"not good!"

Although it's quite far away.

However, Gu Han and Gu Han were still affected, and their bodies faintly exuded a hint of decay.

"Walk!"

No hesitation.

He picked up the witch and stepped away instantly!

"Netherworld tribe?"

"curse?"

Qinglong no longer cared about Gu Han, his tone was horrified, and he waved his long tail and was about to run away!

It's just that the mark seemed to hate it so much, with a faint light, it was stamped on it fiercely almost instantly!

In an instant.

Qinglong's figure stagnated.

The dragon scales on his body instantly turned into pitch black color, falling off piece by piece, and then flesh, bones... In just a moment, they completely turned into a pool of stinky blood!

…

at the same time.
Chapter completed!