C768 The Death of Jingxu

At this time, he had already walked out of the ice and snow, and followed the small road in front of him, all the way to the south. He chose to ignore the strange gazes along the way. If it was him from five hundred years ago, perhaps those people would already be a cold corpse. Four days ago, a group of Human Dao Cultivators were two kilometers away from them, carefully sizing them up