The sky is full of bright sunset.

under the sunset, the once left world and independent, overlooking the masses, just like a thousand sharp swords breaking through the sky of Xuan iceberg

in the blink of an eye, the ashes are gone, and they will never be saved again!

when the roar stops and the diffuse smoke disappears, the former Xuan iceberg becomes a hill.

Xuan iceberg collapsed, but the dust was not settled!

the highest peak of the debris ice, standing in a small figure.

it's just that village that's not good.

at this time, Zhuang Buzhou's face has turned pale, his clothes have become rags, and the blood...