Ming he had fallen!
The third sun and moon expert had fallen and died at the hands of his own disciple.
In the ancient city, a seventh level sun and moon undead spirit had appeared once again.
However, no one cared anymore.
One More, one less, so what?
Long Dou’s expression was unsightly as he looked at the Dead Ming he and his half-crippled body. It was no longer as bright and beautiful as before. It was no longer as awe-inspiring as before.
She was dead!
Even if she was an invincible disciple, even if she was a seventh level sun moon expert, she still died a miserable death.
“Damn it!”
At the side, da Zhi cursed and said angrily, “She’s dead. Even if she was killed by a dead spirit, it’s still better than being killed by Dao Cheng. Damn it, there’s another dead spirit!”
Others didn’t care or didn’t dare to say it, but he did.
He wasn’t afraid of the Immortals!
Dao Cheng lowered his head, silently lamenting, and didn’t say anything.
