Dozens of masters of the realm of the Holy Way, in a twinkling of an eye, are all dead. I'm afraid anyone will be afraid to see such a scene.

What's more, there is a strong sense of death in Xiying and Ooteng's mind at this moment, as if they were the two who died the next moment.

"Dragon God!" Under the panic of his face, Ao Teng rises up with a phantom dragon. Man, like a phantom, suddenly disappears in his original place.

And there should be no more seats beside him. A powerful spiritual force emerged from his body and formed a spiritual shield beside him.

Relying on...