Stop Soaring! This King of Hell Cannot Clearly See the Scene of the Tribulation

Lei Mojue, whose name is difficult to write, is also a loser with 1,300 degrees of myopia. Without glasses, one cannot tell the difference between a human and an animal five steps away, and one cannot distinguish a male from a male ten steps away. On the night when his family was wiped out, his enemies took away the ancestral skills in front of him and laughed at him: "Little blind man, you can't understand this "Xuanjian Sutra" even if you touch it!" But they don't know—— The words that Lei Mochue touched could shine in his spiritual consciousness. He couldn't see people's faces clearly, but he could see the "sin lines" on each person. Until that day, the enemy sat high in the Immortal Gate Hall and accepted Wan Xiu's worship. Lei Mojue took the knife and scissors and walked up the steps step by step. The name of the sword is "Zhenchen" and the name of the cut is "Duopo". He whispered to the blurry figure on the high platform: "No matter how high you fly -" "It's not as high as my verdict."