Buried in the Golden coffin

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing hen opened his eyes again. His eyes lit up with a dark color and dark flames danced slowly like ice that would not melt for thousands of years. It was also like a murderous intent that was condensed and soul-stirring.

The color of the blood tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes quietly turned dark, from bright red to Crimson, and then black.

For a moment, her aura became extremely terrifying.

'Xing hen' raised his head to look at PEI Ling. He did not make any more movements and waited for his reply quietly.

Stainless state?

Chaotic state?

PEI Ling immediately committed these two words to memory. This should be the extreme perfection and chaos he was currently displaying!

Seeing that Grandmaster Xing hen seemed to have used a secret technique and was staring at him, PEI Ling hesitated for a moment before quickly replying,"Alright!"

As he spoke, his perfect aura instantly disappeared without a trace.