"I almost died inside"

Hao Shuai patted his chest. He didn't expect him to be so lucky this time. Not long after entering, he was targeted by a low-grade Taoist weapon. Ning Qi saw the flying sword appearing on the edge of the mist. Shuai, Anyang and others didn't have time to react. In Ning Qi's hand, there was already a flying sword that was constantly fighting, but the flying sword was struggling.

After taking three or five breaths, he suddenly became quiet, as if he was completely taken by