"Boom!"
Qing Xie's Daoist Golden Core was too fast!
Even faster than those remaining two terrifying Divine Thunders!
The four ancient great taboos were clearly paying full attention, clearly able to stabilize the situation in the blink of an eye, but it was too late.
Because what Qing Xie intended to hit was not a single Divine Thunder, but the last two Divine Thunders.
They were the Divine Thunders representing the Origin Power of the Fen tribe, and she intended to use them in this manner to forge a truly perfect, truly balanced, truly pinnacle Daoist Golden Core for her own.
"Stop her!"
"Take back the Divine Thunder!"
"Kill her!"
The deepest consciousness of the four ancient great taboos was screaming; their speed couldn't be called slow! Their power couldn't be called weak.
