More and more wars.

Ye Qinghuan's eyes were cold, the Xuanyan sword danced wildly, and the flames spread across the entire desert, forming a sea of ​​fire that was hundreds of meters long.

However.

There were more and more soul-eating beasts. Ye Qinghuan killed tens of thousands of them, but a hundred thousand soul-eating beasts came to attack.

Fortunately, these are soul-eating beasts with impure blood, and their strength is significantly different from real soul-eating beasts.

"Thunder!"

Ye Qinghuan did not hesitate and directly used the power of thunder, and thunder fell from the sky.

Ye Qinghuan himself was bathed in thunder and headed towards the soul-eating beast, surrounded by it, but he was killing crazily.

Guyao was dumbfounded.

Is this Duguxiao’s true strength?
Chapter completed!