chapter 343 Killing

On Mount Leijiao, the lightning completely disappeared. The upper half of the entire mountain was as black as ink, as if it was roasted by a raging fire, and wisps of white smoke rose from the rocks everywhere. The temperature on the entire Reggio Mountain was even more terrifying and astonishing. If raw meat was placed on these scorched stones, it would be roasted in just a few breaths. On the top of the mountain, Minard Qin eyes slowly opened and closed, his hands like jade, seemed to become...