"Now, I'll send you all to Hell!"
After saying that, Dao Lord Taichu prepared to make his move.
Seeing this, Sheng Yuanzun flew into a rage and roared, "You're courting death!"
With that, he moved and charged at Dao Lord Taichu once again.
Seeing him rush over, Dao Lord Taichu curled his lips into a mocking smile and met him head-on with his spear in hand.
Bang!
Dao Lord Taichu and Sheng Yuanzun collided, producing a deafening boom as both men were forced several steps back.
Seeing that his attack had failed to do anything to his opponent, Sheng Yuanzun's expression instantly darkened.
Looking at Dao Lord Taichu, Sheng Yuanzun sneered. "I know you're powerful, but no matter how strong you are, can you really stand against someone from the Heavenly Dao Alliance?"
"Heh heh! Is that so? Then go ahead and make your move!"
Dao Lord Taichu replied flatly, his eyes gleaming with disdain.
Hearing Dao Lord Taichu's words, anger flashed in Sheng Yuanzun's eyes. With a flip of his hand, he took a sword from his Storage Ring.
The sword was pitch-black throughout and emitted a dim glow. All kinds of patterns were carved into its blade, and it radiated a powerful aura.
When he saw Sheng Yuanzun take out the sword, Dao Lord Taichu's expression immediately grew much more solemn. He had not expected his opponent to possess an Immortal Artifact.
"Well, well. You really are filthy rich."
Dao Lord Taichu looked at him and said.
Sheng Yuanzun said nothing. He merely gripped the hilt of his sword and swung it fiercely at Dao Lord Taichu.
The blade let out a hum, releasing streak after streak of sharp sword qi. The patterns on its surface seemed to come alive, twisting and shifting without end as they emanated