All Fallen

Jian Wushuang smiled devilishly again. "You want to leave? It's too late!"

His body was like a bloodthirsty sword as he rushed forward!

A scarlet crack was torn open in the sky.

"Split up and go to the center!" the short Grand Yan Immortal with a calm face shouted. Then, the three Grand Yan Immortals split up.

Three streaks of light flew in three different directions.

Jian Wushuang smiled coldly and disappeared.

A million miles in an instant. The Grand Yan Immortal who was running wildly turned his head to look. When he realized that there was no one chasing him, he let out a long sigh.

The scene just now was too shocking. Killing a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal by himself was too unbelievable and terrifying.

Even their big brother had been killed. If they did not escape, they would probably end up in an extremely miserable state.