White bone temple (1)

In the center of the desert, a figure was fighting with a monster with a lingering spirit, looking like he was at ease.

In just a few rounds, the fierce monster was killed and suddenly turned into a pile of sand and bones.

"You reckless animal, you dare to block my way!"

Paragon Lord Ao Fang barked coldly with a hint of disdain.

Although his strength had been suppressed by the seal, his experience and consciousness were still there, and he could use special means at any time.

Supremacy ao Fang's attack could instantly kill peak experts and remnant thought monsters of the same level.

However, the cruel and warlike supremacy ao Fang had changed his personality this time and avoided the monsters and cultivators in the city.

Because the purpose of this trip was a secret, the fewer people who knew, the better.

Exalt ao Fang glanced at the remains on the ground and continued forward. He didn't have any intention of retrieving them.