Whoosh!!!
The black light swept across, the sword qi divided heaven and earth into two, the Milky Way sand disintegrated, crumbled, and crashed.
Mo Zi Jun showed his true self, the shabby black robe concealed specks of light. He looked at Lu Bei and Bai Jin walk hand in hand toward him, and then at the horrifying Rising Snake in front. With a regretful sigh, he was desperate.
He still had an ace up his sleeve, but it was a costly way to kill a thousand enemy, which could only barely earn him a chance to survive.
He hated the mystery of the secret realm that disrupted his abilities and didn't afford him a chance to live.
"It's not my fault, but heaven wants me dead..."
The black light swept past, hatred disintegrated, leaving a striking prompt on Lu Bei's personal panel.
