The billowing evil cloud with its black mist still swept forwards with a momentum that wanted to destroy the heaven and earth!

Sha Hangyun’s body became increasingly larger like a demonic god slamming into more than ten buildings; countless cultivators were killed by him for no one could stop his approach.

Up ahead, Xiao Nuolan happily stood there like a green willow tree next to a peach forest. Her picturesque black hair fluttered in the wind. She opened her pretty eyes to look at the black clouds in the sky without a trace of emotion.

The two corpse monks wearing crimson monastery robes were sitting in a meditative pose on a gazebo in the distance; buddhist and corpse lights were mixing among their bodies, and they were sometimes issuing dry loud laughter.

Like the divine sound of a Buddha or the ominous whispering of hell!

Although Feng Feiyun was quite a schemer, he had no way out and had to say: “Big...