"Puff!"

Song Yan urged Xian Yuan Li to chop off a sword, which directly broke the fourteen attacks of one of the ancestors.

The chaotic axe on the left hand splits down again in a straight and straight trajectory, but the chaotic dark light contained in it can easily cut the emptiness of the fairyland, and then... uuuuuuuuuu

"Ah!"

A scream, an axe fell, and a fourteen-fold body, a road and even a soul of the ancestors were all split in two by that axe.

"Heaven! How is that possible?

"One axe chops a ancestral fairy fourteen times?"

"Am I hallucinating?"

Whether it's the Seven Fairy Regions or the Song...