Bull Devil King stared with his mouth agape.
How could a dignified Ancient Immortal have been suppressed so miserably?
The small demons under Bull Devil King were even more horrified. It seemed that only a few months ago, they had still been raising their weapons and trying to kill Zhong Shan's group. Could people like that really be killed by them? Some of the small demons' weapons clattered to the ground.
Everyone was dumbfounded. The contrast between before and after was simply too great, and many people found it difficult to adjust.
At the mountain pass, Burning Lamp's expression shifted slightly, but he said nothing.
Maitreya Buddha, however, wore a rather strange expression.
Was every random person who stepped out from Zhong Shan's side really this powerful?
Streaks of rainbow light shot straight at Sun Shen. Sun Shen was no longer merely in a sorry state. A flowing-light arrow had grazed his shoulder, and the pain was excruciating.
The Xuanyuan Bow? It had never been this powerful in Nezha's hands, had it?
Sun Shen looked on in astonishment.
How could Nezha's use of the Xuanyuan Bow compare with Luo Xingchen's? Luo Xingchen was a realm higher than Nezha, possessed the Time Divine Power, and had specialized in archery far more than Nezha had!
His mastery of the Xuanyuan Bow was absolutely far beyond Nezha's.
Arrows that fell like meteors shot before Sun Shen again and again with astonishing accuracy.
Boom! Boom! Boom! ... At first, Sun Shen could still withstand the arrows' power, but later, the impacts drove him into the mountains. One mountain after another was smashed apart when Sun Shen crashed into them, and the pressure he endured grew heavier and heavier. The signs of defeat became increasingly obvious.
The entire sky had become Luo Xingchen's personal stage.