C2196 Ann Po

Qin Buyi's voice was like the voice of a god of death.

"Your last words have been said. I'll send you on your way now."

"Eight Nine Profound Arts, Samadhi Divine Wind!"

A yellow wind blew.

Along with the sound of the wind, many Grade Six Immortal Sovereigns were completely swept into it.

"Boom ~!" "Boom ~!"

"Boom ~!"

Explosions sounded out one after another