Under the night sky, in the forest, a young man stood still, the Tai Chi Diagram spinning behind him, scarlet clouds surging above his head, fire blazing in the sky. That was the Vermilion Bird cutting through the night fog, alongside a majestic White Tiger with a metallic sheen, its killing aura soaring into the sky...
The Wind Attribute Sacred Evil surged, blowing large swaths of trees into flying ashes. Qin Ming stood on the back of the Earth Dragon, his clothes fluttering, black hair flying, like a Heavenly God descending to control the dragon and depart.
Even the picky Artifact Spirit remained silent now.
After the civilization's fracture, a young man in the Yewu World actually fused eight kinds of Sacred Evils? The Artifact Spirit was dumbfounded.
Initially, it thought that Qin Ming, even if he tried his best, could barely approach the ancient genius.
