"Resist in the corner, then cut off!"
A rumbling sound like a distant thunder slowly reached the public's ears, like the toll of a giant bell, deafening!
Then, he saw that star gather at the tip of the sword, soaring like a meteor for a few minutes, piercing through the tiger's scent with a clap of thunder.
Meanwhile, wherever the light touched, no grass grew, and even the air was pushed aside by Mr. Ding Sheng, creating an unusual illusion.
"Ah!"
These blood-red eyes slowly closed in the sunlight. The gray tiger of this wolf was unusual, claiming it didn't even hiss, but emitted light through its own body, ending its life.
Even the body should have those instinctive reactions, and the light contained by the Spiritual Spirit was completely dissolved, becoming a cleansing elevation, as if into a sculpture on the wall.
"Speak!"
