At night, the stars are hidden, and the moon hangs on the horizon and is about to fall.
The black curtain has a hint of shimmer.
This is a sign before dawn.
One-quarter of an hour.
Only the last quarter of an hour is left.
After another moment, it is the time when the dawn of the sky is dawning.
Hung...long...!
From the Kunlun Mountains, there are constantly loud noises.
The peaks shattered and the rocks rolled.
Beyond the Qing Daqian sword array, Qin Feng stood there, behind him, and there were hundreds of people like Dongfang Qing.
The brows are slightly wrinkled, and there is a flame in Qin Feng. Golden fire eyes are enough to see through the barrier, seeing the black fog in the Kunlun Mountains, and seeing what happened in the Kunlun Mountains.
The peaks collapsed, and the black mist that emerged from the main peak of Kunlun began to turn into a lizard.
