C405 Game Should End!

"Ten Thousand Swords Spiritual Array!" Qin Ming let out a cold shout and sent out a mark in his hand.

Weng! *

As the imprint sank into the ground, an incomparably sharp sword pierced through the ground!

Under the illumination of the sun, the sharp sword flashed with a cold light, as if it had a venomous tongue.

On Ling Xiao's side, it was still an ancient killing formation