In the depths of the sky, clouds and mist descended, and one could only see the fairy descend to the mortal realm.
The falling body bore no trace of an immortal family's aura; instead, it was charred black, its internal organs shattered, the power of calamitous punishment running rampant, filled with destruction and death.
"The Destruction Devil Lord... The Destruction Devil Lord is dead!?" Zhou Dao's expression turned to one of shock, disbelief coursing through him.
Under the suppression of the Twelve Golden Men, facing the five greatest experts of this era, could Mi Jueluo have actually slain a demon lord?
Boom boom boom...
In the midst of the storm clouds, endless thunder shimmered.
Another figure flew out, its demonic energy piercing the heavens, shaking mountains and rivers.
He was like a falling big star, piercing through mountain after mountain, ultimately tearing the earth apart and creating an abyss that stretched from east to west.