Someone exclaimed, the breath on the black clock is several times more terrifying than the storm of ghostly energy

"Is the ghost weapon more advanced than the ghost weapon?"

Ning Qi smiled, and directly took out the dragon-slaying sword and slashed at the big black clock, as if cutting tofu. The black big clock was split into two halves immediately, and the whirling storm of ghost energy gradually dissipated, and the tarnished black big clock boomed. With a sound, it fell to the ground.