“If it was Mu Canghai himself, I would still be afraid. But you, who do you think you are?”Jian Ruxiong’s eyes were as sharp as lightning. He waved his left palm, and a mysterious power attacked.
Ice soul fairy moth’s expression changed. Purple and green frost surged all over her body, and she turned into eight prisms.
Kacha --
A muffled sound came from the prisms. Several vague chains flickered.
Cracks covered the prism.
“Purple Green Ice Sword!”Ice Soul Fairy let out a low shout, and the prism disintegrated into an ice-cold long sword.
The sword was long and narrow, and it gave off a cold air.
What was more shocking was that the grade of this sword was not low, and it had reached the emperor level!
