Just when Fu Xuehuang and Sun Bahuang were heading to the Third Sect, the originally peaceful land on the other side also experienced earth-shattering turmoil.

In that sea of ​​suffering filled with deathly silence.

Su Xuan sank slowly.

Half of his black hair has turned to snow white.

Black and half white! Su

Xuan's young face also had a trace of vicissitudes.

He is becoming more and more evil.

He seems to have grown up overnight.

Above his head, the Throne of Bones and the Corpse of King Yang also slowly sank. In front of him

In three days, he had already spent fifty years of his life, accelerating the opening of the other side of the earth.

On this day, he will leave the other side of the world with the corpse of King Yang and go to Luoling Sect first. He

He pursed his lips, his eyes stained with blood in the sea of ​​deathly silence.

"Old man, wait for me." He whispered, as hoarse as a devil!

Here we go, the snow is falling heavily, and the winter is still here!

Go, murderous intent has arisen, spreading in all directions!
Chapter completed!