The man in the black light never dreamed that the evil spirit he had condensed with his spiritual power would be slaughtered to death by a sword cultivator at the Profound Realm.

Wherever the sword light of Xingyue and Moon came, there was a trace of coldness and mystery, leaving traces in the void where it passed, like a ray of aurora from the stars.

The man took a deep breath, not daring to be negligent, and quickly squeezed the magic formula in his hand, his whole body turned into a black shadow, trying to avoid this weird sword.

However, the "seven lights of the stars and the moon" are unpredictable, and the man is here

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