C585 The Origin of the Evil Sword Immortal
One day.
Yongan.
Jing Tian was currently running his own shop, grinning from ear to ear.
"Whoosh ~ ~ ~"
Suddenly, there was a piercing sound in the sky. A white-haired man flew down from the sky on a sword.
"Hello, may I ask if you are Brother Jing Tian?"
"Our Shu Mountain's elder wants to see you. Please follow me. This matter concerns the lives of all the people in the world
