Song qingxiao's heart trembled along with the beating of her heart.
“.. At the same time, you can get the six Saints of the dark faction, which is no loss for you."
An even more interested expression appeared on Sage sunlight's face.
"Wait until the day when you can't hold on any longer, then we can exchange positions. Isn't that a good thing?"
At this point, song qingxiao's suggestion seemed to have opened a new door for Sage sunlight. He was obviously moved, but there seemed to be a trace of concern left, and he did not give up.
There was not much time left. The power of darkness was increasing, and the purple-haired woman's Thunder tribulation formation was taking shape. Amidst the rumbling of Thunder, bolts of lightning were about to hit Sage yueshu's half-separated 'giant tree'.
The gravitational pull of the abyss under her grew stronger and stronger, and the black vines wrapped around her tightened.
