No matter for whom, this feeling would be extremely painful. The Jacques Chief roared and abruptly pointed his spear downwards. Immediately, vortexes of darkness kept surging out. His inwardly thought were: _Let me see how you’ll escape from this._
In front of this kind of omnidirectional attack, Long Haochen was unable to dodge completely. But right at this moment, his body suddenly halted in midair. Grasping the Aria of the Goddess of Light with both hands, he chopped downwards. The dark golden sword emitted a glowing white light, and right at that instant, Long Haochen’s two hands turned a transparent golden color.
In a flash of golden light, a black glow spread, smoothly wrapping Long Haochen’s body in it. Right at this moment, Haoyue’s immense figure appeared behind him.
Not only that, but with a limpid dragon chant and a golden glint of light, that figure clashed against the Aria of the Goddess of light.
