Boom~

A terrifying hand-shaped hurricane blew up between heaven and earth. When it came down from the sky, many buildings in the city collapsed on the spot.

Amidst the flying dust, Yuan Ji was about to pass by when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Where are people?

Why is there no one in this once bustling market now?

Is it an illusion?

Yuan Ji was shocked and angry.

The reason for hallucination was overturned almost instantly.

He is a saint. It can be said that there are almost no people in this world who can make him hallucinate.

Even if he failed to kill the demon before and was counterattacked by Fu Wu and the others three times in a row, Yuantuji didn't feel that it was all his fault.

At that time, if he had been given a moment to breathe, he would have definitely discovered something was wrong and would not have been fooled.

"You are all looking for death."

Yuan Ji couldn't believe that so many monks had all fled to Tianxiu Mountain.
Chapter completed!