C781 The Mountain Was Shattered the Ghost Emperor Was Terrified

Clang!

Clang clang!

The Mount Fixed Divine Needle stood proudly in the air, carrying the Sword Qi of Immortal Slaughter and the Five-colored Thunder, and violently collided with the mountain that was pressing down.

Hong Lu's bell-like voice resounded in the air, the Mount Fixed Divine Needle was also trembling, and the mountain was also shaking violently