The Lord of the crypt

A blood-red light shone through the gaps between his fingers and entered his eyes.

Bai Wushang was dressed in white, and his black hair was dancing in the wind. He sat on the back of the eight cloud black jade Kylin like a god.

In front of him, there were dozens of huge creatures that were bathed in blood and fighting.

"Roar!"

The eight-armed Titan Dragon-ape God stomped down and crushed the body of a bat with Broken Wings.

the heavenly tribulation realm lord's two blades flickered, and he cut off the head of a rotten maggot snake from an unpredictable angle.

The ten-winged ruler's sword, the divine angel, was even more dazzling. Every time the sword danced, groups of beasts would be killed.

"Hahaha, what a great harvest! I've found another rare Lightning Crystal core, and it's actually a mix of wind and lightning. The bones are crunchy, and it's so fragrant!"