The sound of destruction echoes in the void, the turbulence continues, and the spirit of destruction converges madly. Ye Dun is surrounded by dark sword light, holding the sword of despair and gazing at them. It is so cold and heartless, unlike the usual foliage dust.

"The Soul of Good Terror." Fang Han and Fang Li both felt the destructive breath of the soul-destroying sword and the tremor of their mind. At this moment, they really felt how amazing Ye Dun's strength is and how strong his body is. In the attainment of his soul, he was so amazing that he could be regarded as a demon in evil.

boom!...