chapter 190 What can you do to me?

"Abraham Griffith, it's not certain who will die today."

Wu Changfeng's eyes were filled with hatred, and he sprayed another mouthful of blood on the stone handprint.

Buzz

The stone handprint shines brightly.

In an instant, the roar of dragons and tigers became more ferocious, and the cries of birds and turtles pierced the cracked gold stone.

Roar

A dull dragon roar made Xuanji Mountain tremble, and the black dragon, which was more than ten...