When the blade rose, it startled the wind and rain, and when the blade fell, ghosts and gods cried.
Tang Zhen's blade slashed down, and it was as if the heavens and earth were about to collapse. The ferocious enemy was split into two.
The aura of this blade was unparalleled, and it had similarly revealed Tang Zhen's trump card.
"I know, so you're Yingluo too."
The enemy who was killed came to a sudden realization before his death. The gaze he used to look at Tang Zhen became increasingly sinister.
He wasn't afraid of death, and it wouldn't be long before he could descend again.
It would only delay time and affect many plans.
just you wait. You won't be arrogant for long. Soon, someone will take revenge on you!
The enemy was a descender. He had seen through Tang Zhen's background and knew that he was also a God who had descended to snatch the treasure.
If it was a mortal body, it would be impossible to resist the majesty of a true God.
