The night was dark, and the silver moon quietly peeked towards a curved hook.
The silvery white light shone down, and I saw on the ground below, one after another huge footprints that looked like ferocious beasts. They were deep in the ground, bringing up countless dust, destroying countless buildings, and chasing the flying in front of them with an attitude of destroying everything.
People who run away.
"Rumble..."
"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spurted out from Beiming Tianquan's mouth. Beiming Tianquan's expression changed. He was only brought a little bit by the power of the big footprint. With his strength, he couldn't bear it.
Blood spurts out. If he is attacked from the front, then he...
With his face ashen, Beiming Tianquan ran away quickly, almost using all his strength to escape.
Suspended in the sky is the Holy City. In the night, it becomes more noble and graceful.
Beiming Tianquan ran fast, but he couldn't outrun the big footprints that kept appearing in the sky.
In the trance of the night, a large footprint appeared out of thin air, instantly covering Beiming Tianquan, and stepped down towards him head-on.
The body is trapped, and the air in all directions is almost drained out in an instant. That is the big realm, the space realm of the true self. Wherever the big footprints pass, there is its absolute authority.
"Roar..." Beiming Tianquan saw that he couldn't escape, so he decided to fight hard. He mustered up all the strength in his body and raised his head to the sky and screamed wildly, trying to bear the big hand seal technique of the Saint Clan leader.
"Quickly retreat." Just when he was attacking in the air, and if he died, he would die, a faint voice suddenly sounded in Beiming Tianquan's ears.
Immediately afterwards, Beiming Tianquan felt his body being pulled by someone, forcibly pulling him out of the absolute self-space realm of the big hand seal technique, and flew towards the outside of the holy city not far away.
At the same moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the night, appearing abruptly at the place where he was standing just now. Its appearance and aura... were almost exactly the same as him...
this……
Beiming Tianquan was not surprised that his body had been taken away from the Holy City floating in mid-air and fell towards the Emperor's City below.
Behind him, the shockingly large footprints landed on the ground in a manner that was like stepping on an ant.
There, a figure with the same aura as him suddenly appeared. The aura suddenly disappeared, and was directly crushed into dust and disappeared into the air.
The big footprints dispersed with satisfaction, disappearing in the sky, no longer chasing Beiming Tianquan.