Despair spread through the void.
"So powerful!"
The three figures felt a tremor in their souls. With Ren Changsheng's sword strike, all three felt as though death itself, having locked onto them, was closing in.
"Kill!"
In the next moment, grinding their teeth, they charged straight at Ren Changsheng.
Confident in their own cultivation.
The three were quite self-assured.
Even if Ren Changsheng were stronger, it was impossible at this moment for him to block all three. No matter how formidable Ren Changsheng was, he couldn't possibly kill all three of them.
"Courting death!"
Watching the three attack, Ren Changsheng's eyes were filled with icy coldness.
The Dark Temple.
This was suicide!
"Humming!"
Finally, the terrible Sword Qi collided with the dark canopy of the sky. With the same dark rules being applied, the three saw their own rules shatter instantly.
"How can this be?"
