More Holy Alliance masters and cultivators from all directions captured all this.

They were shocked. On the one hand, they were sending people to notify the Demon Alliance, and on the other hand, they continued to chase and kill here.

This terrible fluctuation made them feel afraid.

Ningchuan must be killed at all costs.

Otherwise, when he succeeds in his cultivation, he will inevitably take revenge on them.

No force can afford this kind of revenge.

If Ningchuan cultivates the strength of the ancestor of the Wu Alliance, it will be a huge disaster.

In this way, Ning Chuan and the others retreated, killing and constantly shooting arrows.

Each arrow uses the mystery of the true interpretation of martial arts, making his understanding of the true interpretation of martial arts deeper and more unique.

Along the way, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed into a river.

There are countless geniuses from all walks of life who died at the hands of Ning Chuan.

The Demon Alliance, the Holy Alliance, and the Cultivators all had important figures tragically died at Ningchuan’s hands. The corpses in the Zhenwu Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm were everywhere, like valuable straws.

Ning Chuan became stronger and stronger as he killed, and the more he killed, the more he was used up, and the steel arrows on his body had long been used up.

Finally five days later.

Another real old monster in the Demon Alliance began to appear.

At the same time, a mysterious figure wearing a purple mask and a purple robe appeared in the Yuan Organization.

Among the cultivators, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and a gentle face came out.

They blocked the way forward and wanted to solve all this with their own hands.

"I have killed enough. A mere junior killed so many people. It's time for him to disappear."

The mysterious figure wearing a purple mask and a purple robe spoke calmly.

...

Chapter 2 is here!

Please subscribe!

Please give me a monthly ticket!
Chapter completed!