The middle-aged man stood in the air with an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers. The pressure he exerted caused the great Dao in the surroundings to rumble. The purple divine spear in his hand was pointed at Xuan Xin, and a rain of Spears formed from his killing intent pierced through the air. The place where Xuan Xin was standing was destroyed. sakra, you killed the Saint son of the Empyrean sacred land. Today, you will pay for it with your life!
beating the young and coming back with the old. Is this the tradition of the spear tyrant Holy Land? " Xuan Xin replied coldly. The heaven shaking Bell above his head vibrated slightly, shattering the spear Shadows in the Void.