C1441 Step into hell

On this day, a desolate autumn wind blew into the ancient battlefield.

The old Qiongqi seriously asked Wei Yutong: "Do you want to cultivate that kind of sword dao?"

Wei Yutong squeezed out a smile, and replied with determination: "Yes."

Teng Qingshan was gone.

The final terrifying battle had also arrived here three days ago. She had wept silently, but even so, she had endured it