The saber Qi slashed the sky in half, and the Divine Wing Saber leaving an arc of beautiful light behind as it swept through it. Although the saber was suppressed by the copper lamp, it was still over tens of miles long. It looked incredibly marvelous; layer after layer of Golden Peng Swords formed the saber blade, and the Kun Peng's wing frame bone formed the shape of the saber.
Totem patterns of the ancient Kun Peng wove together and vibrated in resonance with the golden feathers. In one strike, it could release millions of saber Qi on the enemies.
Now, it was half of the Kun Peng Celestial Race's saint weapon against seven insect race's divine weapons!
At this moment, color seemed to fade away and all sound seemed to have been silenced from the world. The only colors that remained were from the rays of the saint and divine weapons, and the only sounds that remained were were the sounds of the weapons slashing through the air.
