In a vast and boundless cyan grassland, there was a deafening roar from high above, and thick silver lightning strikes downward.

Ni Tianlong was holding a miniature Nascent Soul that looked exactly like Sun Lang in his hand, and Sun Lang's body lay under his feet, with a **** hole in his head.

An expression of disbelief appeared on Sun Lang's face, as if he had seen something unbelievable during his lifetime.

Also in the middle period of Mahayana, Ni Tianlong opened two orifices and possessed a body of thousands of illusions

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