Chapter 1471: Asking for Help

through, and then a faint white mist emerged from the elder's hand. The mist began to rotate on his hand, forming a vortex!No one knew what kind of kung fu the old man used, they could only watch in...monsters were his subordinates. Then he wouldn't be afraid of Leng Wu Dao or those hidden world figures anymoreRemembering being hunted, remembering how badly he was beaten back then, Chen Ping's ange...