บท 155: The Cold Wind Blows, the Power of the Evil-Slaying Sword Record

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In a part of the ancient road in Qinwang Ridge, the locust trees were flourishing. At a glance, they were all huge locust trees.

These locust trees soared into the sky. The branches of different shapes interweaved together, blocking the light from the sky. In an instant, this place felt so gloomy that it made people feel uneasy.

At this moment, Su Yi and the other two had already arrived here. When they saw this locust tree forest, they knew that they had arrived at the deeper part of Qinwang Ridge.

"Little friend Su, this is the place!"

Qin Hao, who had stopped, immediately said. His eyes were vigilant as he stared at his surroundings. There was anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

At that time, it was this locust tree forest that they were attacked by those strange attacks. At first, they thought that it was demon beasts.