However, at this point, whether he believed it or not made not the slightest difference.
This move was Yue'er's trump-card secret art. If her identity had not been exposed, she would never have used it lightly.
And once she used it, of course she would not hold back, much less stop halfway.
The young girl's figure blurred, and then the phantasmal figures she had conjured actually scattered in a rush. Each one's movements were almost identical, with no discernible difference at all.
In almost an instant, they had already pounced close to the enemy.
The Black-Robed Elder's expression turned extremely ugly, but of course he could not simply sit and wait for death.
Deep, eerie demonic Qi surged out from all over his body. At the same time, he slapped his waist and released several Dharma Treasures of differing shapes.
Halos of light swelled and contracted, transforming into layer upon layer of light screens.
He sought no merit, only no fault. No matter what, he would first block the enemy's attack.
This thinking had originally been sound, but against Yue'er's trump-card secret art, it seemed rather clumsy by comparison.
In almost an instant, those young girls had charged right up to him.
Holding the treasures transformed from the Mysterious Yin Treasure Box in their hands, they smashed them viciously toward the light screens in front of them.
These weapons were clearly extremely heavy, yet in their hands they seemed utterly effortless to wield. Spiritual light flared wildly, and countless runes drifted out from these Dharma Treasures.
Riiip...
The dense light screens were like paper paste; in the blink of an eye, they melted away like ice and fell apart.
The Black-Robed Elder turned pale with shock, but immediately after, an even more inconceivable scene occurred.
The young girls flying in