C297 The Nightmare of Mu Xiaoya

The skin of the sixty copper coins continued to peel off, turning back into the crystal coins. The words were once again written in sixty.

The coins floated in front of him.

The broadsword hovered before his eyes.

The crystal coins were translucent and looked even more beautiful than diamonds.

The coins converged into a row and shot towards the broadsword.

The large blade exuded a black mist