lion-dollar check and handed it over."Lonesome Autumn."Leng Qingqiu took the check, held Ye Bufan's hand and turned back into the crowd.Wang Xue'ning leaned closer and whispered, "Xiao Fan, what's goi..."Roar..."

The Eight-Headed Serpent was severely wounded by the sword, both surprised and enraged. It couldn't understand why there were so many powerful beings in this world after it awoke.

This man before me is incredibly powerful, far stronger than the young man just now. He's like a nightmare come to life.

But no matter what, whether for survival or for the woman with the witch spirit body, it had to fight on.

Thinking of this, it roared repeatedly, launching attacks one after another. A giant head opened its mouth and spewed out a fire dragon with a whoosh.

"A bead, even the smallest one, dares to shine!"

A disdainful glint flashed in Gu Qian's eyes. He raised his hand and waved it, directly smashing the fire dragon into a sky full of sparks, dissipating into nothingness.

"Roar..."

Hachisaka no Orochi spat out another ice sword, but before it could get close, Kou Chien sliced it into a shower of ice shards with a single stroke.

"Boom..."

The Eight-Headed Serpent launched another attack, but sadly, this level of lightning had no effect on the celestial fairy.

Gu Qian reached out and grabbed the lightning power, holding it in his palm. It was like a dying little snake of lightning, twitching a few times before finally disappearing. Feng Zhiwu's face turned ashen with displeasure.As one of the three sacred gates of the Kunlun Continent, Xuantianmen was formerly majestic and imposing, solemn yet elegant.And now, looking around, a...