A gust of wind suddenly took shape under his hand. It turned into an extremely terrifying hurricane after it landed on the ground. In an instant, countless corpses were swept into it, crushed into powder, and swept forward.
Looking at the hundreds of kilometers of barren land that had become clean in the blink of an eye, Su Mo could not help but feel shocked.
Was this the power of a saint?
Sooner or later, he would also obtain such power!
Su Mo made up his mind.
He was prepared to enter his room for closed-door cultivation when he returned to the base.
He wouldn't come out of seclusion until he broke through the seventh step!
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On the south side of the forward operating base.
In the sky above a pale green forest.
The blood-colored light shot through like a meteor.
Mystic Moon, who had shrunk to the size of a normal person, was currently hiding in the light.
When they escaped from the law domain, everyone took out their trump cards.
