Good Death _ Infinite Fiction Network _

Tang De narrowed his tiny eyes and took a look at the staff of the wind God in Oliveira's hand, which was nothing strange. "Let's start, boy," he said. Gentle water, congealed into ice, gathered but not dispersed, the light of eternal ice, burst out. The power of the water element. He used the same six-level water system magic as Yuyuan to freeze t...