"I can't bear to see my chosen three little seedlings wasted like this..."
Inviting Moon who was rushing over suddenly changed her expression. Without any hesitation, a bright "Moon" suddenly flew out of her hand. It crossed the strength of multiple layers of space in an instant and blocked Jesus' light blade.
"Clang——"
A clear sound of gold and iron clashing, Jesus' light blade instantly turned into countless white dust of light, splashing in all directions.
The fatal blow was blocked by Inviting Moon. Jesus' anger boiled to the extreme. He looked at Inviting Moon with a gloomy face and asked in a deep voice, "Inviting Moon, are you really going to be my enemy?"
At the same time, the energy in Jesus's body began to accumulate crazily, ready to fight Inviting Moon at any time.
