Follow your heart.

The Arctic Dragon Sword sect arrived a day later.

The flying sword flew across the sky, and 30000 sword Qi roared like dragons, destroying everything in its path!

"Sword God, I haven't seen you for many years. Do you still remember your old friend?" The heaven born sect's sect master stood in the air and greeted with a smile.

As he spoke, the Golden Crown on his head emitted a myriad of lights, blocking the other party's surging tide of sword Qi.

With the arrival of Yanxi city and the cold centipede sword sect, the situation at nine luminaries mountain gradually stabilized.

That evening, the travel-worn su zhentian and the Liu Yan Empire also arrived.

At this moment, su Lijing stood up from the flying Palace and looked at li wujiu. &Quot; stop these two pseudo-Dao sects. Don't ruin glory sect's reputation. &Quot;

"Yes," li wujiu bowed solemnly.