the smoke like black cloud slowly dissipated, and the sun began to shine again. At the foot of xiaonanling mountain, it was bright and autumn again.

there are countless monks standing on the precipice and ancient tree cliff far away from the square. Everyone is shocked to see the arena where the black fire spreads. Even the atmosphere dare not say a word.

after a long quiet look, a shadow of a man came out of the challenge arena and landed on the square

"land dust?"

at the first light of everyone's eyes, they have already guessed the outcome of the war

outside the square, Qingyun, Lanyu and Zuo QingHan...