boom!

The moonlight falls like a waterfall, the color of blood is diffuse, and it reflects the endless truth with an astonishing momentum, so that all the people are shocked, backward and afraid to move forward at will.

A moment later, the moonlight slowly dissipated, Liu Muyun stood in the middle of the open space, holding a dark moon sword, a pair of cold eyes, slowly swept through the crowd, and finally returned to the color of calm.

"Lord, elders, Ye Dun failed to return to his ancestral home in time. Please forgive me for my sins." Ye Du took a deep breath and strode forward. He came to Huahaoqiong...