Sesshomaru's eyes became even colder. He looked at the demon sword on the guy's hand that appeared opposite, and then he realized that only the sheath was left on his natural teeth on his waist.

"What do you want to do?"

"In order to solve the problem that a troubled guy left for me, I want to borrow your knife from the eldest son..."

Mo Chen smiled indifferently, but his eyes were cold.

——The next moment, wave!

He waved the same famous demon sword exactly, and swung the clearly visible trajectory of cutting off the dimension!

There was no tearing thunder or freezing atmosphere. The seemingly sharp blade passed by in an instant without any obstacles, and then nothing seemed to happen.

But, it just seems.

Above the singing cauldron, a large piece of the original normal space was suddenly cut off, and the original scene was obviously distorted in a complete area, and then it seemed like the mirror was broken!

In everyone's horrified sight, the broken space revealed a pure darkness that could only be detected by the outline of the edges.

No matter which direction you look at it, it is a flat circular black channel.

The Dao of the Underworld!
Chapter completed!