"This..." The eyes of countless Dark Crow cultivators almost popped out of their heads.

"What's going on? All the tribulations appeared together?"

They lost their voices.

"How unlucky is this?"

"It's over, the ancestor of the Blood Dream Clan is dead now!"

"He is so unlucky. Even the true king cannot bear such a terrible disaster!"

They can all imagine the scene of Su Xuan turning into ashes.

But this time.

"No, his physical body has not failed..." True King Luo Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw Su Xuan slowly landing on the top of Yin Yang Mountain, his body seemed to have existed forever.

Although it is damaged, it is also being repaired.

"The fire of the Holy Crow burns my true dragon body!"

"The immeasurable wind blows my bones in the sea of ​​suffering!"

"The thunder of the afterlife struck my body with the holy sword!"

"The snow of Jiuyou freezes my origin!"

"The calamity of yin and yang creates the true body!"
Chapter completed!