"Then the two of you can come at me together."
When Lei Wuming saw Qin Jiuge and Fahai appear, he raised his hands slightly. His eyes were grave, yet there was a touch of easy elegance on his face.
Fahai glanced at Qin Jiuge, and Qin Jiuge did not stand on ceremony.
The Ghost Soul Blade was set upon him, blade energy filling the sky as dense, countless saber marks came falling swiftly down.
Fahai's Purple Gold Kasaya likewise hung suspended in the air, and around him, the divine ability Dharma Aspect of the Great Might Heavenly Dragon was accompanied by strands of golden light that continuously coiled upward.
In the blink of an eye, the ferocity within it could be seen.
Fahai took the front, while Qin Jiuge supported him from the side.
Boom, boom, boom! The Great Might Heavenly Dragon, the power of the Buddhist gods.
Fahai gave a loud cry, and then his attack descended. The Dragon's Roar that filled the sky, along with golden light's supreme divine ability, directly swept down carrying layer upon layer of white streaks.
Lei Wuming's expression, however, did not change much.
"The power of Buddhist chanting?
It is indeed something I should properly experience."
As he spoke, he continued to act. His right hand suddenly clenched toward the air, and a Lightning Spear was directly dragged into his palm.
With a slight sweep of the Lightning Spear, the Samsara Dharma Aspect appeared, and the nearby nets of lightning arrived in an instant, directly merging into one before attacking downward again and again.
This speed was absolutely not slow.
Black Yang Lightning and purple Yin Lightning—two bolts of lightning, one attacking toward Fahai, while the other came straight for Qin Jiuge.
The aura of each bolt of lightning had already reached the