"Die!" In mid-air, Demon Walking Cloud roared internally, as if already witnessing the skeleton suppressing Su Chen into nothingness. His body boiling with demonic qi, blood popping, a hundred skeletons rolling, he was in a state of murderous frenzy.
In the blink of an eye.
Fifty meters!
Thirty meters!
Twenty meters!
Ten meters!
It's here.
"Sky Extinguishing Sword! Break for me!" Finally, Su Chen raised his head and coldly uttered these words, and then...
Boom!!!
A sword strike.
The Ancient Dust Sword, powered by the force of forty-five million dragons, was like the hand of an Ancestral God, tearing apart everything, cutting through everything.
The giant skull that was crashing down suddenly froze, fixed in place.
Then.
Hiss!
The giant skull let out a wailing roar, and under the gaze of the crowd, it split directly down the middle, with neatly torn edges.
