lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

"Whoever dares to hold back when killing Zuo Guanglie is a complete fool." Accompanied by an icy voice, a line of cultivators in dark-blue robes landed, faintly sealing off the four directions.,This is the utmost yin, the coldest, and unbreakable extreme cold Xuan Bing.,The ice turned to water, the water to steam. No matter if it was a chaotic snake's pit or an icy prison, everything crumbled in an instant. In the swirling white steam, Zuo Guanglie had become a human torch.。