No one can be arrogant before the Lord.

The Cardinal stood proudly.

Galava glanced at him and said sarcastically:

Then you have to try it, otherwise I really look down on you.

In the distance, Hu Ziming and others saw two rays of light shining against each other and the earth-shaking yellow sand from afar.

Yellow, white and gold are like an oil painting in the sky.

Soon, in the strong wind, the vehicle could no longer continue to move.

get off!

They got out of the car.

Humanity is above the city wall.

How many people do you think can get here?

Twenty people are the most.

It's almost the same for a dozen people.

Many people with insufficient strength in various sects cannot enter the holy city at all, otherwise it would be far more than these people now.

However, the voice of everyone had just fallen.

Next to the convoy in the distance, a terrifying killing soared into the sky.

That's the battlefield.

Endless killing.

The yellow sand in the sky was shattered directly by killing, and the wind was shattered directly by killing.

The monk's robe was swaying with the wind, and his hands were tightly holding the bronze ancient sword in his hand.

The endless murderous intent supported a huge curtain, blocking all the wind and sand.

The monk's face turned red, not sure whether it was excitement or difficulty.

After a long time, the great monk Wujie said something.
Chapter completed!