On a mountain peak.

Three masked women appeared. She

Their appearance is exactly the same, their temperament is the same, only their aura is different. If

Su Xuan will definitely recognize this mysterious masked woman from Taishang Nanyue Sect here!

"He is using the Lingzong area as a battlefield to hone himself! In just half a year, he has become much stronger!"

"Compared to Lingxiao Sword, I think he is worth more!"

"I feel the same. Many people are vaguely aware of this. His strong luck, terrifying repair power, and various weird methods... He is so strong that it is rare in ancient and modern times!"

"In that case, we will lay out the Lingzong area, both for the Lingxiao Sword and to capture him!"

Let him be arrogant for a while longer!"

The three women's words to each other are all cold and ruthless.

Time flies by like a fleeting horse and cannot stand the passage of time.

Heaven and earth are chilling, winter has arrived.

On top of an icy lake.

A terrible war breaks out. Su

Xuan fought against more than a dozen spirit emperors alone.

The heaven and earth shook, and storms swept across. Su

Xuan is like that wild dragon, strangling all directions. And

Retreat and fight!

Spiritual emperors appeared from all directions to stop him. Su

Xuan's eyes were cold and sharp.

This was his main theme during this period.

Besides killing, kill anyway!

He was not numb because of this, he was bloodthirsty!

His heart is like fire. The more he kills, the more he understands the cultivation in his heart!

Killing is just the process, proving yourself is the result! He

No need for the world to understand!

All he wants is to be worthy of himself.

Su Xuan never regretted this killing.

In this killing, he will kill Donghuang in fear!

This killing was just because of Su Xuan’s unyielding persistence! He

He glanced behind him and saw that too many spiritual emperors were chasing him. He

His whole body was boiling with fighting spirit.

"It's almost, it's almost! The tenth-level Spiritual King is just one step away!" Su

Xuan was furious in his heart and looked down at the fairy sword again.

Engraved in the fairy sword, the evil spirit of the Baizhang Evil Sword is overwhelming, and it is covered with ancient evil patterns.

Those lines, like ancient veins, are engraved with the evil of heaven and earth, and the bloody murder of all things! Hidden

For a while, there were evil shadows on both sides of the sword. One

One is a beast figure with teeth and claws, and the other is a ferocious human figure.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s a fairy sword, or if it’s just the evil sword. Su

Xuan himself looked at it with fear.

The evil sword is opening, and the sword soul is gathering!

The evil sword is not far away from being refined.

"When the murderous intention arises, the will will always burn!"

"Soon, I will fight my way into the Eastern Wasteland!" Su

Xuan's eyes were blurry and terrifying.
Chapter completed!