In midair, the Golden Buddha Avatar disappeared. Xia Ji grabbed the Great Dark Heavenly Halberd with his hand. The temperature of the flames was already very high, and even a divine weapon could be burned into liquid at any moment.
His gaze shifted, and he saw that the cold black saber did not show any signs of melting. A weapon that seemed to be carried by the Wu family's ancestor was probably of the same grade as Su Tian's Red Silk Ball, right?
This kind of thing would usually leave its owner's mark. As long as the owner was not dead, this thing would not recognize its owner again. He quickly raised his hand and sucked the mysterious black blade into his storage space.
He would just put it aside for now. It could be considered a spoils of war.
However, the flames came too quickly.
He had only completed two movements.
A "chi chi chi" sound came from not far away.
