chapter 207 Purple Gold Taoist

The dense lightning was several times more numerous than before, completely submerging the sword formation.
The surroundings became as terrifying as a sea of thunder.
In the sky, a figure silently passed over the canyon.
Suddenly, the figure stopped flying and looked towards the sea of thunder.
This is a Taoist priest wearing a golden robe, with a purple-gold face. His handsome and majestic face has an infinitely cold look in his eyes.
His breath was concealed without...