Ancient God Emperor

"Dead people, you have no right to talk to me." Ale said.,she carries the real qi to her palms, and the palms make a wheezing sound, condensing sharp and crystal ice spines. Wrist shake, dozens of ice thorns, at the same time fly to A Le.,before the palm of his hand hit A Le's body, the chill condensed a thick layer of frost on the surface of A Le's body.。