Lu Ming wielded his long staff and divine weapon, blocking the attacks of di Jianyi and the others.
Moreover, a terrifying chill spread out from the divine weapon staff and rushed towards di Jianyi and the others. The ancient sword in di Jianyi's hand and the half Shura Emperor sword in Wuji Xiu's hand were all covered in a layer of frost, revealing a bone-piercing chill.
Even the petals of the night rose were covered with a layer of frost.
The few of them retreated quickly and continuously used Shen power to push back the frost on their weapons.
"How is that possible? How could you be able to use this divine weapon now?"
Xiu Wuji shouted in disbelief.
They were now certain that these two divine weapons were two of the eighteen divine weapons of the temple guard under the heavenly court.
