The Yunmi Immortal Sect has been the top force in the eastern border of the Holy State since its founding.

Unexpectedly, a thousand-year-old foundation was destroyed overnight.

Just because of a true disciple?

How absurd!

"Immortal Lord Yunmi? I'm afraid he won't be able to come back."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and stepped out suddenly. Above him, the demon's ferocious power suddenly turned into a thousand-foot-long demonic shadow, and flew away angrily towards the god king elder.

"This breath...you...you are! No!!! Yunmao...is dead!!"

"Crack, click, click."

Ling Xiao's figure fell to the front of the palace and looked at the majestic and ancient golden and jade palace with cold eyes. Deep in his eyes, there was nothing but darkness.

"Hey, the host behaves in line with the villain's style, and the villain will be rewarded with 10,000 points."

"Buzz!"

Beside him, there was suddenly a demonic energy outside Mi Yong. The realm of the seventh-grade Shenhou was actually on the verge of a breakthrough.
Chapter completed!