The old man began to feel his power passing quickly, and even his crazy thoughts became smaller and smaller.

A large amount of demonic energy was emitted into the air, colliding with the spiritual energy emitted from Tao A's sword and annihilated it invisibly.

Just as the old man was watching his last breath,

Mu Xueqing flew over and gently pulled Tao Ajian back into her hand.

Tao A in his hand no longer had the charm of a sword, and it was rusty as if it was a defective product found on the battlefield of thousands of years.

Looking at the Tao Ajian in her hand, Mu Xueqing suddenly wanted to ask: "Master, am I doing the right thing?" She felt confused inside.

And the rest of the people took a breath quietly.

Everyone sat limply on the ground.

It's really not easy to be alive.

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Chapter completed!