Boom!
Eight Sun Destruction Beams, like a group of stars, descended from the sky, striking the seven Daoist disciples and the Tianjiao Army Formation, causing the disciples to spit blood and retreat explosively.
In the Tianjiao Army Formation, several dozen Inheritance Disciples, hailed as kings, and hundreds of core disciples vaporized silently!
Yes, vaporized!
Not even their flesh, bones, or Divine Souls were left; everything was annihilated without a trace.
"The power was dispersed a bit; it was really unavoidable,"
Jiang Ding muttered to himself.
This was also unavoidable, as Dyson's sunglasses-faced unmanned drones were too fragile.
If concentrated, it could have completely slain the heavily injured Shadow Demon, causing a disciple to fall and thus tearing apart the long-maintained army formation by the seven Taoist disciples.
"Then, let's do it again."
Boom!
The world was bright one moment and dark the next!
