Anyway, there should be no real gods in this world. The most powerful practitioner he has ever seen is his master.

He was a real swordsman, and could also be called a land god, but he didn't die in the end.

He believed that there were land gods in the Kunlun Mountains.

But he knew that there was a difference between land gods and real gods. Real gods were immortal.

Land gods will also die, and one day their lifespan will come to an end.

All the way west from the wild sand, Ding Xiaoyi condensed his speed to the extreme,

Sometimes his figure turned into a goshawk and flew over the wild sand, and sometimes he looked like a wild horse running wildly into the wild sand.

A few days later,

Ding Xiaoyi then walked out of this vast sea-like desert, and a barren mountain appeared in front of him.

He knew that the mountain was Kunlun Mountain,

I saw that Kunlun Mountain was like a dead mountain, with no breath of life on the majestic mountain.

At the same time, he also smelled the smell of being burned by fire permeating the majestic mountains. Kunlun Mountain was indeed burned by fire.

What was once a sacred mountain has now become a dead mountain.

There was no breath of life, not even a blade of grass on the high mountain.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!