In the scuffle, Arthur saw two familiar figures:
"Yunzhong City, support the Ancient King of Yantie."
The black curly fur, incarnated as the Ice Flame Corpse King, sings the melody of death in the wind, which sounds like someone singing a poem in the tomb.
"Yu Yin Palace, listen to my order and gather the ancient king's heart."
The blonde fraudster quickly linked up dozens of demigods and adjusted the disorderly attacks into a legion attack with clear layers and constant rhythm! He seems to have been accustomed to the position of commander, and the demigods are also accustomed to obey his orders.
It's death to stick to it. It's death to escape and live a few more months. So for a few months