Guang Xiaoyu was calm, unafraid of death.
At worst, it's just a reincarnation. One day, when she wakes up again, she will just cultivate anew.
Nothing to worry about.
She was just worried that her senior brother would be sad and make some wrong decisions.
Bang!
The dense killing intention still surged here, endless, as if it would never dry up.
Wen Qingshan's throat was hoarse from shouting, and the Void Force erupted again and again, but was suppressed each time, leaving him helpless and despairing.
Boom!
At the edge of darkness, a golden-yellow light suddenly erupted.
It was a pair of fists, overwhelming mountains and rivers, the Power Path was so majestic, just smashing out had shattered the endless killing intention, extremely domineering.
Everyone was astonished, looking over there.
A girl full of Spirit Qi, half-squinting her eyes, took action: "I was wondering where everyone went, turns out they're here!"
Yue Wuxia.
