Who could have imagined that Helian Duzun would rely on saint-grade armor to forcibly withstand Qin Jishi's attack without moving an inch.
Whew!
How was Qin Jishi supposed to fight him now?
In the void!
Netherworld watched this scene, the corners of his lips curling upward. "Qingfeng, Mingyue, did you see that? With saint-grade armor on him, how can Qin Jishi defeat Helian Duzun?"
As he spoke, Netherworld's laughter grew even more chilling.
Let alone Qin Jishi burning his essence blood now—even if he were not burning it... relying solely on his Profound Qi output, he would probably exhaust his Profound Qi and die in the end.
Burning essence blood could raise Qin Jishi's strength, but at the same time... it would also accelerate the consumption of the Profound Qi within his body...
The time it took to drink a cup of tea!
In Netherworld's eyes, within at most the time it took to drink a cup of tea, even if Helian Duzun did not attack, Qin Jishi would burn through his essence blood and die.
At this point, no matter who it was, there was only one belief in their hearts.
Get rid of Qin Jishi!
Qingfeng's expression was extremely grim. How could he fail to see this?
Compared to Qingfeng, Mingyue's expression was also grim, though somewhat better.
"Netherworld, do you really think Helian Duzun can sit back and claim victory just because he has saint-grade armor?"
Mingyue's words made the smile on Netherworld's face suddenly vanish.
What did she mean?
From the sound of Mingyue's words, she did not seem to be putting on a mysterious act.
Could it be?
Could Qin Jishi still have another trump card?
Impossible!
As soon as the thought surfaced in Netherworld's mind, he rejected it.
At this stage, how could he