Clang!!!
As the Immortal Sword Intention was infused, the Great Momentum Heavens, dark as ink, dispersed the black iron dust revealing a pure and holy sword body as white as snow.
Lu Bei raised his hands and gripped the Great Momentum Heavens, he marched one step forward, the sword intention at its most majestic moment was set off in an instant.
Simultaneously detonated, were the small worlds enclosed by the sword light.
The growth of the spirit roots would bring a small world to reality, but for a short time, it was hard to change the illusory momentum and his small world still couldn't bear a full force strike from himself.
"You dare, madman!"
As the sword fell, demon cultivators alongside the small world space were all annihilated together. Forget their physical bodies, not even their souls could escape.
