"Audacious PEI Ling, you actually dare to go against heaven's will! Damn it! You should die!"
"Surrender now! Otherwise, the heavens will punish you!"
"Kill him!"
Before he finished his sentence, countless sinister techniques and treacherous divine arts were already blasting down on PEI Ling's head.
PEI Ling was unmoved and coldly said, " "Crowd!"
In an instant, in the surrounding void, countless replicas of the ancestral sword appeared. The sword blades were cold like frost and snow shining on the moon, whistling to meet the various attacks of the heavenly born sect.
At the same time, the nine souls saber was raised high up. Above PEI Ling's head, a huge blood-colored land rapidly condensed. It was vast and majestic.
As the long saber slashed down, it was as if the blood Sky had fallen. It surged violently and seemed to want to engulf Ji Lu in the blink of an eye.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!