C2347 The First Eight Ultimate Formations

"Puff ?"

In a single exchange, Divine King easily struck out, and in the midst of his flying backwards, a sad and beautiful blood vein appeared.

"No idea." Another Divine King pointed with one hand, and Sword Qi appeared on his fingertip. Under Wu Cangqiong's panic-stricken gaze, the Firmament Mountain Lord turned into blood mist.

"Master!" Wu Cangqiong stood in the air in shock