Heretic Cultivator Su Lingyun

As the Cloud Boat traveled through the black waves of air, constant whimpering sounds were coming from all around. It was as if the boat was traveling in another world, and it gave ran a terrifying feeling that came from the bottom of her heart.

At this moment, Zhou Yun felt his entire body turn cold. He felt a deep chill run from his spine straight to the top of his head!

He wasn't afraid of the terrifying environment in the outside world. In his eyes, The Wailing Souls of the mortals didn't seem afraid at all!

With hundreds of cultivators chasing after him, Zhou Yun only became more nervous. He did not give up hope. He held the Fire Dragon Sword in his hand and was ready to fight with the cultivators behind him at any time and forge a path of blood!

Even if it was a heretic cultivator at the end of the road, Zhou Yun didn't care. With the Fire Dragon Sword in his hand and Su Lingyun's cooperation, he didn't care.