C477 He Blew up the Short Wintermelon

Gu Xiaorann looked at the four great Immortals, who were led by Nether Immortal, who were rushing over with a face full of ecstasy. He wasn't moved at all. He held a Supreme Grade Immortal Artifact Yihuan Sword in his hand, and the tip of his sword was piercingly cold. His black hair was fluttering in the wind, and his clothes were fluttering in the wind