Chapter 677: Persimmons Must Be Picked Soft to Squeeze

The fierce wind rolled backwards.Dense blood mist poured down along the outline of the Central Palace, enveloping the entirety of Chang'an City in the blink of an eye.Within Chang'an City.Everyone blankly raised their heads, looking at that Central Palace with a monstrous baleful aura... the three unbearably arrogant demons in the sky had already forced the Great Tang into a desperate situation of ten deaths and no life.Right now.Yet another great demon with an even more fierce and brutal arrogance...