The Purple Cloud Peak was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the divine sense couldn't penetrate it. Under the moonlight, it was like the shadow of a monster, devouring all light.
Ning keyue's face became more and more unsightly. The restrictive spell in the mountains had changed. It was no longer a means set up by the red moon City. Then, the strong men of the red moon City who were guarding the mountains were probably dead.
Snowflakes filled the sky, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth became increasingly heavy.
Her face was extremely gloomy. She raised her hand, and a golden light gathered into a blade shadow, which directly chopped down at the mountain.
"Hiss!"
There was no huge tremor as expected. Instead, a ray of restriction light was torn apart like a piece of cloth, like the coat of a mountain being torn apart, revealing the White flesh inside.
