"Hiss! What a slaughter aura! In the land of the Northern Celestial Mysterious Gate, such an Evil Sect actually appeared!"
Facing Ning Fan's heaven-overturning Evil Qi, the dignified Quasi-Saint cultivator Jiujian Daoist actually felt a strange chill pierce through his body, could not help but retreat dozens of steps, as though avoiding a fierce beast.
But that shock only lasted for a moment. Jiujian Daoist quickly stabilized his heart spirit, thinking to himself, so what if this brat's aura is intimidating!
This is the Spring Bottom of the Ancestral Moon Soul Spring! This is the territory of his Qinglian Sword Clan!
On this old man's territory, even if you are a True Dragon, you still have to coil up obediently for this old man!
"Decree!"
With a single command, Jiujian Daoist withdrew the Sword Spirit power that had been protecting Ning Fan's whole body.
