Ancient God Emperor

Jinchuan roared, and a strong wind spit out from his mouth, like a hurricane, shaking down all the leaves in the whole mountain forest, flying in mid-air, making a "rustling" sound.,when Zhang Ruochen came to the City of the Dead, he saw high walls, warships moored in the harbor, and an endless stream of warriors.,Zhang Ruochen's eyes squinted and stared at the woman in purple standing on the third floor of an old building by the street.。