"Ah ah!" The royal ancestor held the black longsword tightly with both hands, and his fluttering long hair suddenly hung down without any movement. The robe, which had been agitated a moment ago, had already stopped moving.
The crowd stopped breathing.
Even those senior brothers didn't expect that the ancestors of the Wang Clan would resist the attacks of the magic treasures they built for protection and advance and retreat with the magic treasures together.
At this time, the ancestor of the royal family was like a warrior on the battlefield, defending the things that should be protected and fighting against the heavenly prestige.
His body was full of brilliance, and the surging white light surrounded the king Ancestor and the sword in his hand. When the thunder was about to touch the
