บท 453: The strange Bai Xiaosheng (2 in 1)

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, a Great war broke out in the Three Realms. Six hundred years had passed since then.

The ruins of the blood Realm world were bright red. It was difficult to change the color of the soil. There were even some fine red spider lilies growing all over the place. They were special plants that only existed in the netherworld. They were the flowers of life and death. They would only appear when the aura of death was dense.

This was a historical place. A Bloodfield town had been built here, and some taverns and inns were full of business.

At this moment, a white-haired elder of the Shu mountain faction with a long sword on his back led a group of young people to walk on this Scarlet land. He looked at the blood-red wall and said,