章節 1169: Murderous Intention, Sand Rises

The eighth elite in the dao of heaven had a slender figure, but was built. His black armor covered his entire body, and his cloak danced behind him. With that intimidating fanged mask over his face, he gave off a mysterious air, and at the same time, he released an astonishingly aloof and domineering presence. He was like a demon who had descended in the mortal world, and naturally, he attracted everyone's attention. 

Osaya, Martial Paragon Bi Xuan, and the other elites in the dao of heaven also started sizing up this unwelcomed guest who did not seem like someone who was to be easily provoked. They scowled. 

What surprised Happy was that when the black sandstorm arrived, no one else had approached the ruins when all of them were still above it. How on earth did this person manage to get in?

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