It was still an extremely familiar bronze grimace mask, with a forced smile and a forced cry, containing an inexplicable weird aura. It was exactly alike the mask showing up in the sect relics of the antiquity times in the Western Rock Mountain Range, the one which that mysterious person was wearing.
Furthermore, the fluctuating aura of the flaming Qi was also extremely familiar. It meant that the red figure before him was the mysterious man with the bronze grimace mask who had singled out Ding Hao to kill him.
"Jie-jie-jie-jie, yes, it's me. I come again, and so you must die today." A husky voice like a night-owl seemed to come out of the hell seam, containing an undisguised killing intent.
Ding Hao smiled faintly and said, "You're unlucky, because I am in a bad mood. There is a way
