Xiao Dong and Xiao Jie were also in the midst of this group of people. Such a grand group of cultivators were all flying high on their swords, which was simply a huge landscape.
The clouds in the sky were vague and indistinct, like a group of illusory people. Each Immortal's swords under their feet began to glow, as if they were the reincarnation of immortals and gods.
"Haha... Xiao Jie, why isn't your Shapeless Sword now shapeless? You're still giving off a green glow?" Wang Zu and his flying sword were walking side by side with Xiao Jie.
Xiao Jie turned back to glance at Wangzu. His sword light had already changed a lot when it was merging with Bodhi. He didn't know what was going on, but he had already decided in his heart that he couldn't say that thing. At this time, he felt countl
