The power of a strand of hair can destroy your true form

A huge, deep pit appeared in the eyes of everyone.

But everyone turned a blind eye to this deep pit, and their eyes were all looking toward the front.

At this moment, Fang Leng had directly transformed into a person, and all over his body, terrifying killing intents shot up to the sky, with countless killing intents staring at Ye Zhiqiu.

"You are courting death!" At this time, the killing intent toward Ye Zhiqiu could not be hidden.

When Ye Zhiqiu arrived, he completely disrupted his three-year plan.

Ye Zhiqiu was not afraid at all; even if the opponent had a god-level cultivation base, he was not afraid.

"Interesting. I didn't expect that in the Murong family, the god-level powerhouses could only be used as slaves. Even if it is a quasi-immortal family, it is estimated that there are none."