C820 A World of Its Own

Whether it was Xiao Ming and the Corpse King on the ground, or the three virtual images hidden in the light of the sea of clouds and Buddha in the sky, none of them had any intention of stopping Zhao Xinlan's movements.

It was as if the two armies were about to meet, leaving the ordinary men on the battlefield to their own devices.

At this moment, Zhao Xinlan was undoubtedly collapsing