Goodbye, Senior Ji, Goodbye, Qingqiu King, Go On Your Way (1)

Gruu!

Ji Lutian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of a sinister smile.

He broke the neck of one of the Golden Dragon Guards and roared like a devil, "Who's next?!"

Ji Lutian was holding the Demon Subduing Pagoda with one hand and the head of a Golden Dragon Guard with the other. He was standing in the air, and no enemy within ten meters of him was standing.

"Lutian!"

Not far away, the Qingqiu King was also covered in blood. She swung her sword and killed a Golden Dragon Guard, her eyes filled with sorrow.

She wasn't afraid of death, never had been.

Back then, in the war of the destruction of the ancient races, she was one of the experts who had rushed into the outside world without hesitation.

That time, she had really died in battle.

It was Ji Lutian who had brought back her corpse, and it was Zhou Shu who had forged the Reincarnation Mirror, giving her a chance to return from the dead.