C877 Heavenly Slaughter Damask's Dream of the World(part Ii)

Dreamy snow bath, snow cold. After Meng Cannque finished speaking, He did not care about Meng Xueqi's reaction. He had always placed his right hand on the hilt of Cui Hantian's blade, and held it in his right hand. In an instant, a powerful saber Qi shook the void. The green cold fog that was about to dissipate in the sky suddenly became thicker. It then filled the entire green world