C1745 Crisscrossing of Light and Shadow

"Whooosh."

With a thought, Chu Xuan's bloody palm quickly grabbed onto the Demon Saber. The Demon Saber could not advance any further, it was overflowing with endless primordial devil energy, continuously corroding the blood energy. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz black gas came out and the blood palm print suffered the corrosion of the primordial devil energy