Chapter 4689 (1/2)

This time, Jiang Zilin carefully sensed that Emperor Xuan had no breath of Xuansheng, and even his practice was not orthodox.

But Xuandi did not answer. Now his face was flustered, and he was ready to flee.

Jiang Zilin: ”don't work hard.”

”In my hands, you can't escape.”

”If I have not guessed wrong, you don't have much longevity. No wonder you are so impatient. So you should have been a saint. You killed Xuansheng's successor and replaced the other party's identity, didn't you? It's a pity that you didn't get Xuansheng's skill. ”

Emperor Xuan's face changed greatly. Jiang Zilin continued: ”since you were a saint, do you know my name?”

”Jiangzilin.” Jiang Zilin said, ”my name is Jiang Zilin.”

Then, Emperor xuanzi was stunned? The last saint? ”

Jiang Zilin, the last one to become a saint and a genius, was regretted by countless people. But why is he still there? At the beginning of the catastrophe, didn't all saints fall?

”It's me.”

”You...”

”I'm not dead,” Jiang Zilin said. ”We have met again. Below, I've noticed you for a long time. If it hadn't been for my strength at that time, you would have died.”

Xuandi bit his teeth and planned to break through the space with secret methods. However, the next moment, he spat blood and didn't move half a step. He could not help but show his fear.

Is this the saint?