Chapter 222: Suppression, Control

Zhengyang's mouth curled into a smile. 。A life-or-death struggle At this level of combat, he'd experienced no less than ninety times out of a hundred. 。The Despair Scythe was recycled, the blade's fr...aised high, dazzlingly beautiful. 。It turned out to be the shape of a phoenix. 。This is clearly a soul spirit formed from the souls of the Phoenix clan, legendary creatures capable of rivaling dragons...