In the high sky with lightning and thunder.
"I, Qitian, will reach heaven today! Become the god of this world!"
The black-haired young man in white robes, holding the Qitian Sword shining with dazzling white aura, raised his head and roared.
"A person from a small world dares to speak arrogant words!"
A faint voice seemed to come from outside the sky, although the voice was not loud.
But...
With a sound of "Buzz...", The spiritual energy around Qitian suddenly dissipated.
"Impossible, where does this sound come from? Small world? Impossible, isn't the fleeting world the whole world? What kind of power is this?
Why did the other party just say a simple word and my spiritual energy dissipated? Obviously the other party didn't do anything? "
Qi Tian murmured in great surprise, and his hands were trembling slightly at this moment.
It was a feeling of powerlessness, a feeling he had never experienced before.
