"Humans, have you finally appeared? Hand over the source of destruction, and you shall die with an intact corpse." The power of Mingquan pressed down, and at this moment, Qiao Mu was injured, his combat strength unable to compare to his peak condition. How could he withstand such power?
However, he remained unflustered, as if he did not care about this power at all.
"Two brats from the Yellow River, do you really think you can kill Grandpa Qiao Mu here? Humph, today Grandpa Qiao Mu will have a good time playing with you!" Once engaged in combat, his madness was fully displayed.
He tossed his stick into the sky, and in the next moment, it immediately expanded, with terrifying power flashing from within. "The cycle of life and death, heaven and earth depend on each other, the divine wood for frost, spanning thousands of miles!"
Qiao Mu chanted under his breath, and in that instant, the entirety of Fengdu Mountain seemed to have started boiling.
