It was as if there was an immortal sword lingering in Xu Zining's eyes.

"I ask, do you know where he went?"

Xu Ziningdan

He said calmly, "This is the last time!"

The sixteen saints of Zhengu Mountain all changed their expressions.

Especially the person who had fought against Xu Zining before speaking, his face was full of disbelief.

I haven't seen him for decades, and this Xu Zining is countless times more terrifying than before.

Suddenly, a saint spoke, "He went to the northeast. If you want to find Qin Changqing, go and find him!"

When Xu Zining heard this, he looked to the northeast.

Buzz!

The sword is sheathed as if it had never been taken out.

A wisp of sword intent slashed the heaven and earth, and Xu Zining stepped into it as if he had never been there before.

Only the second crack on Zhengu Mountain, the immortal sword intent, made all the saints and ancient creatures of the Western Region...
Chapter completed!