Yu Yuntian's figure turned into ashes under the power of such terrifying Taoist principles, without even being left with a shit.

Wanjian Mountain suddenly fell into a dead silence.

There was a hint of depression and sadness.

The Holy Lord’s personal legend, Senior Brother Wan Jian, today...should!

"Why."

It was not until the temple that a sigh suddenly came, and the dullness and shock in everyone's eyes slowly dissipated.

I looked up at the figure in the air again, and had already fallen down and stood in front of others.

White clothes, green swords, starry eyes, vastness.

The invincible immortal figure is probably... so.

I have a sword that can kill the sky, split the sea, kill the immortals, kill the gods, and kill the world!

"From today, if anyone dares to hurt my brother Ling Tian, ​​the outcome will be no different from this person."
Chapter completed!