C670 Abyssal Sea Race

"Roar!" A few breaths later, on the restless sea, a mournful yet desolate beast roar could be heard drifting through the air.

In the blink of an eye, the corpses of hundreds of sea beasts could be seen floating above the sea.

As for Sacred Xuan, he was standing in the middle of a group of beast corpses with Xuan-Yuan Sword in his hand. A faint smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose