A Thousand Years Of Seclusion
編輯: Atlas Studios
Mo Zhengdong walked out.
It was as if lightning had streaked across the horizon. Thousands of lightning covered the sky and earth, even covering the blood-red sea.
In a breath's time, he landed above the devils.
The power of lightning went straight for the center, targeting the person inside.
Boom!
Demonic energy erupted from the devils. It crashed into the lightning, drowning it.
Splash!
The black figure shot into the sky like a black light, illuminating the earth.
The Devil Ancestor stood in the air in black armor, facing Mo Zhengdong in the lightning.
"You guys just have a single Dao Immortal?" The Devil Ancestor said disdainfully.
"Are you looking down on us too much, or did Kunlun send you here to die?"
"We definitely have more than one, but there can only be one who can deal with you. Kunlun has very few people.