Thunder Driving Electric Art

Ding Ling stepped forward and looked at Zhang Jiao. Seeing the disbelief mixed with anger and a hint of a curse on his face, he knew it would be difficult to get the truth out of him through questioning.

He gave up on questioning him and directly pointed a finger.

Pfft, pfft!

Two sword rays flashed.

The next instant.

Two holes had appeared in the foreheads of Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao.

"Is this really the end?!"

Scenes from the past flashed through the minds of Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao before finally settling on two figures.

One figure was ethereal like an immortal, yet carried a hint of the strange and sinister darkness.

The other was majestic and imposing, yet carried a hint of domineering might, peerless in the world.

One of those two faces belonged to a crane-haired, youthful-looking old man;

The other was none other than Ding Ling.

They're both powerful experts, so how is this young man completely different from that other person?!

Moreover, this young man has no Ghost Qi at all. He's a newcomer to the Underworld, so how can he be so absurdly powerful?! I was already the supreme existence of this realm. Yet I actually lost and died? This, this is too unbelievable! Is he an envoy from the Immortal Realm?

This thought suddenly emerged in Zhang Jiao's mind before being drowned and shrouded by endless darkness.

He had truly perished.

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The Sword Domain swept over.

It began stripping away the streams of consciousness and information from Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao.

In just a moment.