Chapter Twenty-Two: A Pool of Spring Water Reflecting Peache

red by true carnage, or else he could not forge such swordsmanship.He then flicked out a needle, stabbing directly at Jiang Wangtian's heavenly spirit.This golden needle is as fine as a hair, breaking... these three pools of gore, such beasts crawled out one after another, the pools of blood and flesh seemed bottomless, and the barbed beasts seemed endless!The poison gas spurting from the tips of the...