hteenth ancestor.An eighteen-generation ancestor in a gray robe, his hair white as snow, sat cross-legged in the void.The scene that manifested was terrifying: the heavens and earth seemed to churn wi...A thick blade of energy, vast as a mountain range, slashed downward.

A torrent of sword energy fell, cleaving the heavens and earth.

When Ji Taisu saw this, he stamped his foot.

Beneath her feet, purple mist billowed and then transformed into a violet lotus flower.

A purple lotus, its petals closed, envelops Ji Taisu within. Purple runes flow across its surface.

This is a powerful defensive technique.

The sword of years slashed onto the purple lotus bud, bursting forth with dazzling runes.

Ji Tai Sui's lips twitched, just about to say something.

His face, however, changed abruptly.

The king is carefree, his sword pointing downwards with each strike.

"Slash!"

Whoosh! with fair arms and long legs, cold and stunningly beautiful, as bright as the moon. 。But Jun Xiaoyao is not a Teddy who just goes into any hole he sees. 。To him, things that are easy to get his hand...