In front of the Moon Sea Immortal Lord, Xiang Lingshuang's twin swords slashed down.
The power on these two swords was as powerful as the collapse of the world, bringing with it a strong wind and murderous aura.
Within a hundred miles around, the wind howled.
"Hmph!" Although Moon Sea Immortal Lord was also surprised, he could not retreat now.
Countless fellow Daoists on the fourth floor of Ten Thousand Magnificence City were in front, and countless divine senses were paying attention to this place. If he retreated, the face of the Zhenyang Building would be torn off. At that time, countless factions on the fourth floor would probably bare their fangs at the Zhenyang Building.
Raising his hand, golden talismans appeared in front of Du Yiran.
Every talisman appeared with a golden stream of light.
The proficiency light flashed and instantly turned into a golden light screen.
