The purple and green lights interweaved like a heavy rain hitting a broken Lotus. In the blink of an eye, the lightning had already flashed across the sky.
At the sa ti, Kong SU’s dress fluttered in the wind. The flowers, streams, and sword formations around him were also changing rapidly.
The nine towering white pillars stood quietly, as if they had separated the space within them from the outside world.
Everything was normal in the outside world, but within the nine pillars, Thunder rumbled and wide sleeves danced. Human figures, lightning, Thunder, blade light … All intersected with each other like white clouds and grey dogs, changing unpredictably and turning into a blurry and bizarre scene.
In just a short while, Kong Wu seed to have passed several Dao tribulations.
Behind the crowd, PEI Ling was slightly startled.
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