Killing the Ancestor of the Sorcerer Tribe

As soon as he did all this, countless wind blades descended from the sky.

Like paper, her soul shield shattered. The wind blades landed on her body and severely injured her.

Seeing this.

Zhang Ronghua put away his two divine powers and nodded in satisfaction. He had only used a little bit of power, but it was already so powerful. If he used it all, it would only be even more terrifying.

" What tribe are you from?" he asked.

Ancestor Sorcerer wanted to be stubborn, but he didn't dare to. After falling into the hands of such an expert, there were countless ways to torture him. Furthermore, the Sorcerer Tribe respected the experts, and they believed in fists, loyalty, and unity? In their lives, there was no such thing as telling everything they knew.

It was over.

"Senior, please spare my life."

"I'm Zhang Ronghua, the Imperial Censor of the Left Imperial Censorate," said Zhang Ronghua.

Whoosh!