"Uh!"
The moment the small Fire Dragon Sword entered Xing Mo's soul spirit consciousness, Xing Mo's body trembled. His hand that was about to grab hold of the Fire Dragon Sword also stopped in mid-air. At this moment, both Jiang Yi and Xing Mo had closed their eyes and were starting yet another furious battle!
Boom!
From the other side, a huge explosion rang out. All this time, the Buddha Thearch had been hit a few hundred times; one of his hands had already split open while his body had endured dozens of hits. Many of his bones had splintered. After being sent flying into yet another castle this time, he did not dash out again; he was evidently mortally wounded.
The Saint Emperor stopped attacking the Buddha Thearch as his gaze locked onto Jiang Yi and Xing Mo. He saw that Jiang Yi and Xing Mo had simultaneously dropped from mid-air with both their eyes shut; the duo seemed to have become vegetables.
"Hmph!"
