In the dusk, Li Qingfeng looked at the mortals who claimed to be gods in the clouds. He smiled very arrogantly, as if these people who claimed to be gods were not in his eyes at all. Gradually, the Heavenly Sword in his hand gradually turned crimson. Then he laughed loudly and said: How dare you call yourself a god before I die? Then he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly thrust his sword forward. The sword energy overflowed, and everyone within ten miles was killed. A person above the clouds exclaimed, "Burn the soul, Li Qingfeng is dying! Madman... Madman! What a madman!"...
Purpose: I once said in front of my elders that I would write a real novel
