Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

d like a small incense burner. It was a black tripod cauldron with circular body, very shiny and well-preserved.The small cauldron rotated in He Peiqing’s hand, and everyone could see a small pattern...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.it seem like you know a lot about the second Sea of Divine Energy Did you not cultivate it” asked Shen Xiang.“If I were able to cultivate it, I wouldn’t have died. Cultivating a second Sea of Divine E...