Beyond the Santa Pagoda, Di Kuixuan looked like a winner at Danxuan covered in the shade and sneered: "It's arrogant, but God made you lucky to escape death in Santa Yun Mountain. Today, it's your death time anyway!"

When the voice fell, Di Kuixuan suddenly raised his Xuanjian in his hand and poured a pure force of boundary into the light mask ahead. It was like a signal that the other three envoys, together with hundreds of Santa Monks, poured power into the light mask at the same time.

The gloss shivered violently, and a huge pressure was pressing down on Danxuan. Danxuan was kneeling down with a thump without...