But after thousands of years, those who can leave their names are definitely not people with amazing talents, they are all those who died for the common people!!

In ancient times there was Xuanyuan, now there is Lingxiao!!

Young Master!! Yi Bo Yuntian!!!

"kill!"

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao's eyes were clear and clear, and his whole body seemed to be filled with divine brilliance.

I saw his palm suddenly waved out, but his figure did not move at all.

All living beings die, what does it have to do with me?

What I seek is the Nine Heavens Immortal Path, how can I be shackled by the mortal realm?!

Above the void, an infinite spiritual light suddenly bloomed, like a star about to fall from the sky, or like a moth rushing to the fire, rushing towards the God Lord without hesitation.

"boom!"

Heaven and earth tremble together, and the rhyme of the Tao no longer exists.
Chapter completed!