Chương 1143: Dripping Blood Cliff, Soul-Severing Valley, Immortal Burial City

The immortal light descended, bringing with it violent winds that seemed to overturn the immortal boat.

A few of the spells that could shatter mountains exuded a terrifying power that even Murong Fu could not resist.

A smile appeared on the opponent's face.

The Murong clan no longer had any masters. After countless years of accumulation, all parties were tempted.

Most importantly, something had happened to the Murong Family because they were guarding the mortal world, causing the Dao Sect to be furious. They had already lost the protection of the Dao Sect.

In the territory of the Cloud Mist Dao Sect, without the protection of the sect, everyone knew what it meant.

It was already very rare for the Murong family to last until now.

"Boom!"

All the spells and immortal light collided, but they were shattered by a sword light.