Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

definitely his handiwork. As for what exactly he hid there, we have to go and see," Bai Hu said."Where is it" If he knew where it was, Qishuang might have gone there already: "Is this in Heavenly Real...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.which made them fly at a slow pace, far from the speed of Feng Ruxue.Dragon Beast charged in, and if not repelled, the Ten Thousand Dao Sacred Stele would be destroyed; the consequences would be sever...