Chapter 691 The Seven Extreme Heavenly Swords

The Heavenly Eagle King had a sinister smile on his face, and with a lift of his hand, the huge palm formed by the roiling ice and snow whistled towards the dozen or so Kunlun disciples, but the palm did not look like it was directly taking someone's life, but rather, it was trying to suck the dozen or so people over in general. Even the man who was trying to disintegrate himself was unable to activate his true essence at this moment, the flying sword in mid-air was powerless and fell down, each person was aghast, this old devil was actually trying to suck their power.