บท 258: Believe Me or Not?

"Qi Ming, what are you trying to say?"

Yang Li's gaze was cold. He stood in front of Qi Ming and quickly slashed out a sword qi that was like a river of stars.

The surrounding space was torn apart by this sword qi.

He used the power of the Sword Dao to destroy the fire phoenix formed by Qi Ming's Samadhi Fire. He pointed his sword at Qi Ming and shouted, "Also, I don't understand what you're saying at all."

Qi Ming said indifferently, "Do you really think that your Immortal Race can really create an Immortal World that's comparable to the Upper World?"

"Don't you think that this is completely impossible and unrealistic?"

"Enough." Yang Li berated with a gloomy tone, "Qi Ming, you don't know how mighty the Immortal Race's Immortal Ancestor is. Although I'm the Supreme Being of the Immortal Race, I'm only a junior in front of him."