This scene was written into the eyes of countless sentient beings in Qingyun Continent and became the eternal memory of a clan.

However, this cannot change the fate of the weak being defeated and conquered.

All the blood cannot save the humbleness of the weak.

No matter how heroic you are, you can only move others, just move them.

Most of the time, being moved has no effect.

Faced with such moths flying into the flame, Li Xuanyang laughed out loud on the spot when he saw the longed-for Long Wanying and knew in his heart that she was the culprit who killed Li Wushuang.

"Unexpectedly, there is also a big gift package."

He thought, today must be his lucky day.

There is no one on this planet who can stop him from becoming the representative of Emperor Zun's son.

His blood boiled and burned, and he let out a thunderous roar, expressing his long-repressed mood. As the son of the Emperor, he longed to have a reputation comparable to that of the Sun Emperor in the future. That is the real Sun Emperor!

When his anger reached its peak, Long Wanying was already very close to him.

He smelled prey.

Qingyun Continent smells the smell of death.

At this doomed moment, a golden-black light fell from the sky and inserted itself between Long Wanying and Li Xuanyang.

Thump thump!

Ten huge consciousness swords flew into the air, pointing at the millions of Xuanyang troops.
Chapter completed!