Jian Qi's voice was extremely cold, and when it came out, it was like snow falling in December, covering thousands of miles of ice.

In front of me, the entire formation light curtain immediately made a clicking sound, as if it was about to shatter.

"You, a beast like you who kills his master and destroys his lord, how do you have the right to be emperor!"

Tianyi Alchemist's eyes were boiling with anger and he shouted.

"Lu Ya? He is not worthy of being my master!"

Jian Qi's voice was faint, and when it came out, he waved his big hand, and a huge cloud of sword energy suddenly appeared in the sky.

As soon as this cloud of sword energy appeared, it exploded and turned into a rain of swords all over the sky. It fell suddenly and hit the formation light curtain hard.

"Pavilion Master... what should we do? This... this is an attack at the level of an emperor. We can't withstand it!"

An elder of Dan Pavilion said with a bitter look on his face.

Now, their formation light screen is completely supported by the power of the Immortal Cauldron of Creation.

Once the power of the holy weapon is exhausted, death is inevitable.
Chapter completed!