Wham!
A wave of nameless tremor spread throughout his body.
Suddenly, a strange sense of weakness surged in Zhang Jing's heart, as if something extremely important was being taken away. But he had no time to care about these, he was just staring at the True Spirit beneath him that was slowly merging.
In his sight.
The Supreme Red Career Immortal Demon Sword flashed then instantly crossed space, went straight to the top of the God of Fortune's slowly merging True Spirit, and fell down leisurely.
A seemingly light cut.
However, it fell into Zhang Jing's eyes, giving him a sort of trembling feeling in his soul.
Even though-
This was clearly a slash he made!
"This is the terrifying power jointly refined by the Sword Spirit Refining Method, the Spectrum of Divine Immortal Slashing Spirit treasure, and the Supreme Red Career Immortal Demon Sword! Consuming lifespan to use the demon sword, directly attacking the opponent at the True Spirit level?"
