Chapter 145: The Fake Table

s held flickering flames."Chen Ping is actually burning his blood essence, he's making a last-ditch effort!""Such talent, to be destroyed here today, burning blood essence is like killing the goose th...could protect himself, he wouldn't be able to protect Ji Ruoxue.So, as the mantra was chanted, a transparent barrier materialized out of thin air, protecting the two people within."Kill..."Zhou Tiānch...