"Interesting. An 8th Sky Warrior can actually exchange blows with me. The golden age is indeed coming."
In the mountain range, the Ghost King chuckled as he looked at Lin Mo.
He had dominated an era. Although he was an evil cultivator, his talent was not to be underestimated. His combat strength was so strong that few people in the same realm could exchange blows with him.
Furthermore, Lin Mo was still at the 8th Sky of Nirvana Realm, which surprised him.
He had thought that he could quickly get rid of Lin Mo and then take over the Great Yan Dynasty, but he had miscalculated.
"Let's get serious. I haven't even settled the score with you for taking advantage of me the last time." Lin Mo laughed coldly as the Zenith Heaven Sword glowed.
Hmph! the Ghost King snorted coldly, and a terrifying aura burst out of his body. A layer of pitch-black armor appeared on his body.
