Crack!
Golden lightning appeared around Braydon Neal's body.
This phenomenon stunned everyone.
Night had already fallen, and the corpse poison evil Qi became even more ferocious, as if it was about to erupt.
However, the Northern King sword suppressed this place.
A vicious weapon that could kill millions of people would not be difficult to suppress even a thousand coffins, let alone this place.
The stronger the hundred coffins killing intent was, the more it could stimulate the terrifying ferocity of the Northern King sword.
"Is this still human strength?" Jake Dunkins was stunned.
How could there be golden lightning surrounding a person?
It was simply inconceivable!
This was the art lineage!
Hansworth's 5,000-year history was a long one. As descendants, they were the successors of their ancestors!
These amazing arts.
It was the best gift that their ancestors left for them.
