Killing A Half-Step Martial God! (1)

"My name is Meng Gan!" The lazy middle-aged man slowly stood up from the sofa.

His black hair was slightly curled. His skin was fair, as if he had not seen the sun for many years. He was more or less sickly. His deep eyes were like the sea, bottomless, as if they could see through one's mind.

At this moment, as he stood up, a wild and dark aura slowly emitted from his body.

The void of the entire Ning Family Manor suddenly distorted and swayed slightly, and the light gradually dimmed.

This was a very contradictory person with a different temperament. It made people feel calm but also terrified. Peace was on the outside, but what was terrifying was the power contained in it.

Chu Zhou looked at Meng Gan's figure solemnly. He looked at the slightly distorted Void around him and the gradually dimming light. He felt a trace of the power of his domain.

Domain was the standard of the Martial God.