Mingyu looked at the sea of ​​boundless blood and felt his scalp numb.

There was no trace of fighting in his heart at all. In a trance, he seemed to feel a sense of familiarity in that majestic figure.

His ancestor, Tiandao Lian Xuefeng.

Strong ~~~

In the sky, Yuan Tu sword buzzed and jumped up from Zhou Fan's hand.

Rumble!!

The sword of killing spreads across the sky, and the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the

The boundless sea of ​​blood was filled with huge waves, and the infinite murderous intent ran through the world in an instant.

The sword of killing is covered with bone-white body, no matter what kind of cultivation you are.

At this moment, just a glance, I felt my soul and body tremble.

It seems that the incomparable sharp sword aura will kill the soul and even the body together!

The vast blood-colored sword intent filled the sky, exuding endless destruction.

The omnipresent blood-light sword energy spread to all places using the void as the medium.
Chapter completed!