lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The barefoot masked man descended with a flip, his entire body falling in reverse. He let the precious knife feather eagle be consumed by the raging flames!,An invisible force bound the explosion, preventing it from spreading. It only shattered Zuo Guanglie's body into countless pieces of flesh.,To a powerful cultivator, the small nation of Zhuang Guo was inconsequential. For Zhuang Guo's three thousand li of land, Fenglin City was as insignificant as dust. And even for Fenglin City itself, this dilapidated hermitage in the suburbs had long been forgotten.。