"Mistress, I'll run with you," she said to Lu Miaomiao.
Then, he stuffed the soft Lu Miaomiao into the crook of her left arm and grabbed the giant knife with his right hand.
Lu Miaomiao also noticed something and said,"Old Feng, be careful…"
Xia Ji turned around and smiled brightly.
In the next moment, he grabbed the white saber and pressed his palm on the hilt.
The tip of the blade pressed down on the cave.
In an instant, 360,000 Dharma Idols flowed around and formed a ball.
Dong.
There was a soft knock.
It suppressed all sounds in the world.
The scabbard of the white saber shattered.
The cave that was pressed by the tip of the blade shattered.
The small mountain where the cave was located shattered.
The mountain was like a blazing sun, shining brightly. Mud and rocks flew in all directions.
At the same time, a vast white fog spread out.
