C89 The Human World Is the Battlefield

The white-browed old man was a Golden Immortal. With a flash of sword light, the Seven Swords of Mount Shu rose into the air.

"All disciples, head to Mortal Realm to protect Human King and drive out the demonic devils." The white-browed old man said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Sword lights streaked across the sky and flew towards the Xianyang.

At the same time, at Kunlun Mountain