Wu Chenkong roared again and again.

Su Xuan sneered and didn't say anything, but his actions were more fierce and terrifying.

"Su Xuan!"

Wu Chenkong roared.

"You forced me!"

"You forced me to do this!"

Ancient power began to burst out of him.

"Has it started yet?"

Su Xuan's expression showed no fluctuation, even though this power was terrifying and made all living beings here tremble.

"This is..." Ning Que, Wei Wangquan and others all turned their heads with horrified expressions, vaguely guessing what this was.

And the next moment.

As Su Xuan continued to kill him frantically, Wu Chenkong's body exploded and turned into a brilliant ball of light.

"Boom boom boom!"

Two holy thrones rushed over, and the Sword Saint and the Martial Saint transformed into holy thrones again, converging towards the colorful light group! And at this moment.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Su Xuan's eyebrows stood upright.

"Suppress the sword!"

Su Xuan shouted fiercely, unleashing the power of his own sword scripture.

"boom!"

The Sword Saint's Seat, which could not be taken away at all, was being stripped away like crazy. No matter how much the colorful light group pulled at it, Su Xuan snatched it under the stone statue of the Sword Saint and suppressed it fiercely.

"Boom!"

When the stone statue of the Sword Saint steps on the Sword Saint's throne, it seems to be directly integrated into one body, making it impossible to shake.

"Ants!"

The terrifying sounds echoed from the five-colored light group, making the creatures here stand on end, as if they were encountering a natural enemy or a creature at a higher level of life.

And the next moment.

The three holy thrones are all integrated into groups of colorful lights.

"boom!"

The ball of light exploded.

A figure with glazed glass like jade and dust-free white clothes appeared.
Chapter completed!