A trace of joy flashed across Lin Xuan's face. The incantation gestures in his hands shifted without cease as he used his exceptionally pure magic power to sustain the frenzied assault before him.
And his methods did not stop there!
Although the avatar's strength was lacking, it naturally would not let slip such a chance to beat a drowning dog.
Its sleeve swept out.
Black light flared, and streams of black qi emerged. With a slight flicker, they turned into willow-leaf-shaped treasures one after another.
The Black Water Asura Blade had originally only been a treasure of a Spirit Division existence. However, after Lin Xuan handed it to the avatar to use, he naturally would not simply ignore it. He had successively added several rare treasures to it, and after refining and nurturing it anew, its power had increased by far more than just one level.
The avatar waved both hands, and incantation gestures shot out from between its fingers and palms.
The Black Water Asura Blades blazed with black light, each one wrapped in exceptionally pure demonic qi. Like a sudden storm of wind and rain, they howled toward the front, joining the attack on Qiongqi as well.
One more person meant one more portion of strength.
Compared to Qiongqi, the avatar's realm and strength were not worth mentioning, but attacking under these circumstances could still greatly increase the other party's pressure. Since it had nothing better to do anyway, who could know whether the avatar might not become the final straw that broke the camel's back?
Lin Xuan thought this in his heart.
The avatar then sacrificed several more treasures, all manner of blades, spears, swords, and halberds. The Ten Thousand Soul Banner was even more ink-black with yin energy, transforming into over a dozen skulls that spewed