C510 And Worthy to Reason with My Poetic Wine Sword Immortal

At this moment.

Bai Zhaoyun, who was panicking, had a cold and indifferent look in his eyes once again. He looked at the white skeletons at the end of the crack with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"A mere white bone dares to act rashly."

"Come out and fight me."

"Let's see if you're truly immortal or if my Sword Dao is superior. "

Under Undead God's frightened gaze