Since Ancient Times, Heroes Come from the Young (2)
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The dazzling celestial starlight that spread throughout the sky welcomed Cen Qiaofu's solemn face as he withdrew his axe and turned around.
The old man was surrounded by thunder and lightning.
The vicissitudes of life were his worldly experiences.
The heroic spirit of opening up a path with an axe and holding the fort by himself was what countless Spiritual Cultivation cultivators sought after!
"Bang bang..."
Fangfang's heart raced, and he felt as if he was about to die. He subconsciously dodged to the side.
"Pan Xian Ax, The Beginning of Chaos!"
The Old Woodcutter shouted and slashed horizontally with his axe as he faced the saint calamity
There was an invasion of light from the axe.
Heaven and Earth shone brightly.
The space split into two.
"Puff!"