This mad and terrifying scene made the Dark God and Plague God, who were battling Tang San, tremble inwardly. The frustration of being suppressed by Tang San also vanished.
They watched in terror as vast stretches of land collapsed, mountain after mountain came crashing down, and billowing dust filled their entire field of vision.
Whoosh!
Amid the swirling dust, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong leaped into the air and landed a thousand meters away from Zhao Xuan.
The two looked somewhat disheveled, but neither had suffered any serious injuries.
Buzz!
The sound of spatial fluctuations rang out.
Qian Renxue's slightly disordered golden hair fell across her fair forehead. Her twin golden eyes narrowed abruptly as she gripped the Angel Sword and slashed behind her.
Behind them, Zhao Xuan in black had somehow appeared once more, gazing deeply at the two women.
Mind Storm!
Before the Angel Sword's strike could land, the black-clad Zhao Xuan suddenly shattered, transforming into an indescribably vast storm of Divine Sense that invaded their Seas of Consciousness.
Zhao Xuan tightly gripped the reassembled God Slaying Spear. Its dark, profound shaft brimmed with power, while its silver-white spearhead was pale as snow.
Pierce!
The spear shot forth like a dragon, arriving in an instant!
The Illusionary Body, comparable to a god, exploded directly. The power it unleashed was naturally terrifying. Facing Zhao Xuan's spearpoint, the two women, trapped in chaos, stared blankly without making any move to resist.
Between the Angel God and the Rakshasa God, Qian Renxue was naturally the greater threat. Yet as he faced that sacred, breathtakingly beautiful face, Zhao Xuan felt no pity. Few idiots would go soft on an enemy just because she was pretty.
Looks like I'm going to destroy a flower with ruthless hands today!
Still, looking at that face,