C518 Invitation by Qin Lu

The six Third Grade Half-immortal s did not even have time to react before they were beheaded by Zhang Haorann's Netherworld Sword.

Looking at the head on the ground, which was still open and unable to close its eyes, Gongsuen Jian felt as if he was the one who had his head chopped off.

Cold.

"You're crazy!" Gongsuen Jian was about to say something else. This was not the Qingyu Sect