The sky is overcast, the wind is howling, and the snow is flying, and you can see the end of the world at a glance.

Xin Zhuo's snow-white robe swayed in the wind, shining with the snow, leaving a long trail of footprints behind him, but as he walked away, it was gradually covered by the snow, and there was no trace of it.

He chose to walk, it was convenient to fly high in the air, but it would take his true qi and strength to consume, and there would still be some time for him to fly horizontally and vertically.

The sky and the earth were vast, and he suddenly felt like a sea

"The King, Please Stop" Chapter 1170 The protagonist is in the middle of a hand fight, please wait a moment,

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