"Ah, I'm really confused. I'll use such a move. In case the boy's strength is not good enough and only bone debris is left, who can I ask about the whereabouts of the two pictures of the remains of the martial tomb?"

Zuo Mo frowns tightly and looks at Xie Xuan, who has been swallowed by the dazzling golden light column. Although he has deliberately reserved his strength, he didn't expect that Xie Xuan would not dodge, but he wanted to take this move hard. Although it's only a move of 60% of his strength, it can't be accepted by most of the martial arts cultivation in the middle period...