Chen Tulong Will Die, but Longevity Swordsman Won’t Be Defeated!

On the Kunlun Mountains, the snow that had stopped not long ago started to fall again. The snowflakes were like pale paper money in the air, sorrowful, low, and desolate..

Several dozen figures stared at the two people on the two snowy peaks in the distance. None of them spoke, and they all held their breaths.

It was a battle between Emperor Stage cultivators!

The Emperor Stage was such a distant existence…

"Why do you people from the secular world want to revive the Emperor Dao and defy the will of Shang Santian? Why do you want to do something that defies the heavens?"

The martial emperor of the Bai family had a cold expression as he looked at the thin figure across him, "Li Guanxing did this from a hundred years ago, so did Jiang Yuheng from twenty years ago, and you're still the same now?"

"What is heaven?"