C99 Disillusion
"Destroy!"
At this moment, Qin Laang slowly grasped the seven feet ten sword, and a weak voice came out of his mouth.
Although the voice was soft, everyone could feel a murderous aura coming from it. Some of the lower level cultivators' qi and blood were in disorder, and some of them even spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground with pale faces