eir eyes as if Wu Changkong himself had transformed into a sword, identical to the Frost Sword in his hand.The tail of the purple giant serpent's soul was precisely coiled upon that sword blade.A purp...Vast swathes of golden light are dispersing in the air

The celestial dance of the Holy Spirit also came to an end. 。Yalley's face was pale, and she could only stabilize her body with Tang Wulin's support as they returned. 。She shook her head helplessly, "No, the energy intensity is too different. " 。They have concentrated too much vengeful spirit energy. 。intense to the extreme 。Relying solely on divine energy, one can only weaken, but not truly kill. 。Unless my Holy Spirit Dance reaches a god-tier level。"What can we do""We went..." 。Tang Wulin's eyes flashed, and he immediately called to his companions. 。Nobody asked many questions, and the other three people had no doubts about his decision. This...