C1811 Prepare to Return

In one move, he killed nun, who had been cultivating with him for hundreds of years.

What kind of realm was this?

Saint?

Immortal?

Impossible!

"You..."

The man's voice trembled, as if he wanted to say something. However, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he was unable to utter a single word.

Bing Ling did not want to say anything more to this young man