Chapter 1813: A War Between the Two Holy Clans, a Clash of I

s of a mandala flower.In the endless rain of blood flowers.A face, an ancient mirror as dark as night, suddenly appeared.Unlike ordinary mirrors.This mirror, even its supposed smooth surface, was as b...tlessly, but to no avail."It was Yunxiao, on the other hand, who was easily within reach.Since that's the case, what else am I pursuing Why not just take it directlyChu Xiao's voice fell, his aura sur...