"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The heart is bleeding. Along the blade of the Longquan Sword, drop by drop soaked the ground.

Zhao Yunxi's breathing began to become rapid. The air around him, which was already abundant, had become extremely thin for him at this time.

Heaven and earth changed color, and the Longquan sword actually pierced deep into his heart.

The person who stabbed him was a man who had been transformed into a white mist.

His appearance was white, and it was not clear who this person was.

At this time, the temperature in the surrounding area becomes extremely cold. This inexplicable temperature made him feel that the person in front of him seemed to be an extremely familiar person.

However, the world suddenly changed, and everything around it turned into ......

Chapter 164 of "The Pearl of the Drunken Immortal Altar": Strange dreams fill in the blanks, and the frost plays the four fierce ones is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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