Chapter 1850: Demon King

's thought, Qin Sang formed a hand seal and softly uttered a single character.With a 'crack', the sword light, like glass, was riddled with cracks and shattered into countless pieces.Qin Sang suddenly... noticed it.Cultivation knows no age, destined to miss many a beautiful scene.The maidservant, having nothing to do in her leisure time, played by the lake, radiating endless joy.This code snippet is...