White light suffused.
The void twisted and vibrated.
Around the void, there gathered quite a few cultivators.
When the long boat entered within ten thousand miles, a strong figure turned his head to look in a certain direction, frowning slightly: "The cultivators of the Ziyun Clan have arrived!"
Ziyun Clan!
Upon hearing this name, the cultivators present all frowned.
"Ziyun Clan!"
In the Nanyang Clan camp, Nanyang Ling did not know why, but a face appeared in his mind, and a strong killing intent rose in his heart.
The Ziyun Clan has strong figures coming.
But he's unsure if the Ziyan Sheng in his memory will also come.
If he truly comes, then the revenge from the Death Forbidden Zone should be settled properly.
Every time he thought of his flesh being destroyed by Ziyan Sheng, Nanyang Ling burned with anger.
If he had deliberately chosen to be an enemy, being severely injured would leave no room for complaint.
However.
