Chapter One, two hundred and seventeen, resurrection of Supreme Emperor (third update)

“Teacher’s cultivation is so low.”Qin Mu shook his head and walked forward.

Saint woodcutter followed him in a fury while carrying the bent paper axe. He was filled with anger.

Qin Mu didn’t rely on his magic power to break through the suppression of supreme divine consciousness domain, but because he was too familiar with it, he could even execute it himself.

Of course, his domain couldn’t compare to supreme emperor’s, but there was also a huge drawback to Supreme Emperor’s supreme divine consciousness domain, so he couldn’t be suppressed.

However, saint woodcutter’s actual cultivation was insufficient.

The few of them got closer to the cliff when the corpse of a palace maid under the flag suddenly moved. Qin Mu’s heart jumped, and he executed his magic power. He let out a low shout, and the incense sticks on the palace maids’foreheads trembled slightly, it froze the corpses.