chapter 137 Please enter the urn

Qinglong was like a maniac, exuding crazy laughter. Blood was flowing out from his abdomen, but he didn't care at all. He clenched the iron sword in his hand and let out bursts of roars. In his eyes, he exuded a beast-like light. , with a bit of a posture of giving up on me.

The dust fell and everything returned to peace.

Qinglong stood holding his sword.

Sonny Ayesa and Ricardo stood up unsteadily, with a hint of paleness in their expressions. They looked at each...