Yunxiao was taken aback. He was too badly injured, and although the force was not strong, it was enough to deal with him at this moment. He had no choice but to reveal his true form and fly to the ground.
Then, the space continued to surge, forming a large number of illusionary profound level weapons. They were formed by pure power, and swords, axes, and halberds rained down.
Yunxiao looked carefully and found that it was done by han Junting, who had borrowed the power of the nine Heavens wave building's own profound artifact.
Everyone was inside the profound level weapon.
The weapons continued to slash down. Under normal circumstances, they would not pose much of a threat, but at this moment, they were extremely deadly.
Yunxiao performed an incantation gesture with one hand, and a mirror flew out of his palm, transforming into countless facets in the air and reflecting a seven-colored luster.
