Suddenly there was a sigh in my ears.

This sigh sounded extremely strange.

He didn't even know where it came from. The sound became louder and louder, even pouring into his own sea of ​​consciousness and breaking into his own spiritual world.

"Boom!"

In an instant.

In Wen Qianchuan's consciousness, this sigh set off a storm.

He immediately heard that Qianchuan was trying to force this force out of his body.

Block out this weird sigh.

But that kind of power, as if it was all-pervasive, crazily penetrated into Wen Qianchuan's body and was unable to stop him at all.

"boom!"

Wen Qianchuan froze on the spot.

At the same time, the flesh and blood on his body began to gradually break apart.

Like turning into dust, it dissipates with the wind.

Only the storage ring in his hand and the broken holy armor were left.

A top-notch expert with nine thousand lines.

Under the spotlight, it drifts away in the wind.

In the distance, when Master Jianming saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank and his heart was horrified.

"What!"

Even though I have been practicing for thousands of years, I have never had such a big mood swing, and I have never seen such a shocking sight.

"Wen Qianchuan... is dead!"
Chapter completed!