"Xuanyuan Moxie, you..."
Mo Xue Ming's dying eyes showed a look of terror as he gazed at the figure in the sky.
That figure was Xuanyuan Moxie!
At this moment, Xuanyuan Moxie was surrounded by flying swords, each of which was forged from blood essence, exuding intense killing intent and an overwhelming battle spirit, clearly derived from the Heaven Punishment Divine Sword Technique.
But what was shocking was that his Heavenly Punishment Flying Swords carried an aura far superior to Mo Xue Ming's, with a grand momentum of defying Heaven and breaking through everything.
"Reversing the cultivation of Hongmeng, you... you dare to reverse the cultivation of the Hongmeng Ancient Technique?"
Seeing this scene, Mo Xue Ming was utterly stunned.
