Chapter 1813: A War Between the Two Holy Clans, a Clash of I

ood was gushing.As time went on, Liu Qianqian finally breathed her last, covered in blood from head to toe.The wound is deep, bone visible, not a shred of good flesh.Mo Fan was still filled with resen..., Starting with a sign-in of the Primitive Saint Physiquetime, with an extraordinary aura.His five-colored armor was forged from five-colored stones, converging the attributes of the five elements. It was a rare piece of protective gear.To be able to do thi...