"One...two..."

The fighting spirit on Tang Hao's face solidified almost instantly.

Thousands of ancient swords, and each one exudes earth-shattering power!!

How can it be?

!

How could a human boy have such the power of an immortal to control a thousand swords?

"Buzz!"

There was a sudden buzzing sound, and the sword opened the gate of heaven.

Between the heaven and the earth, streams of light are everywhere, and the power of the sword is magnificent.

Tang Hao's eyes also gradually grew a look of death, and the Poseidon's mark gradually bloomed with infinite celestial brilliance.

And his figure also became tall and blurry at this time, like an ancient god who suddenly descended into the world.
Chapter completed!