As the 'benevolence' token came closer, the Blood Moon finally couldn't hold on any longer and completely collapsed and disappeared. It turned into a few wisps of blood smoke and dissipated in the air.
The heaven-destroying sword in song qingxiao's hand was also fighting against this force. The shadow of a Golden Dragon was swimming in the sword, and the Qi of a true Dragon was exuding from the sword to resist the power of the scholarly faction.
At this time, song qingxiao's forehead was already covered in sweat. She could only tightly hold onto mang Tian in her palm and clash with the power of the scholarly faction.
The chanting of the "three character classic" was like a thunderclap piercing her ears, directly pouncing on her consciousness and soul, shaking her so much that she could not live in peace.
She didn't expect the strength of the scholarly faction to far exceed her expectations.
Until now, she even doubted what su Wu had said before.
