"F*ck, no way?"
As soon as this thought appeared, everyone felt that they were about to go crazy. Was Violet Cloud Peak that rich? Two supreme-grade immortal artifacts? He was simply a local tycoon. He was too rich.
Lin Qingzhu slowly walked out and gently stretched out her right hand. In an instant, a scarlet blood screen enveloped her, and a shocking murderous aura instantly erupted. It was as if an Asura sleeping in the Nine Nether was restless. The sky was covered in a blood-red screen, and cold killing intent surged over. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the wind trembled with the sound of swords.
Bang!
A blood screen flashed past and a stone sword appeared in Lin Qingzhu's hand.
"Immortal Slayer!"