A wonder falling down from heaven! A boy possessed by strange blood! Gods tremble! Demons flee! A boy from the land of Dong Zhou. A pink skull as his sworn friend until death. A story of a determined warrior struggling for power. A legend that shakes the galaxy and disturbs the worlds of god, demon and man.
Zhong Xiu's beautiful eyes suddenly brightened up… It seemed as if she had discovered something. She fixed her gaze on the black silhouette, and a sparkling light flashed across her eyes.
Ling Chu's eyes had naturally caught sight of this fleeting change as well.
So, he turned his head, and took a look at the black silhouette outside the black light curtain. He didn't know why he felt a kind of unpleasant feeling surging in his heart… so much so that he let out a cold snort in response.
Meanwhile, Shi Mu had killed seven-or-eight people in a row. Then, his silhouette appeared behind another Formula Magician of the Wing Crane Tribe.
But then, a "Chi" sound was heard. Then, a grey light flew out of the storm of explosion the next moment; it was that strange grey sword. It dashed straight towards Shi Mu as soon as it appeared.
A wisp of green light appeared on the grey sword on the way; it looked like a green eye. It was releasing a kind of sinister aura.