"This is a spirit treasure!" The white-haired beautiful woman, the weakest among them, cried out in shock, her face turning deathly pale as she instinctively turned to flee.
But Sikong Yuanlie swept her with a stern gaze. After hesitating for a moment, she still stopped where she was.
"He is alone. So what if he has a spirit treasure? There are so many of us—we can certainly withstand it! Attack with everything you have and kill him!"
Sikong Yuanlie shouted, fully activating an ebony spear and a dark-blue heavy sword as he took the lead in attacking Ning Fa.
At the same time, light flashed in his hand, revealing a purple gourd. It was none other than the spirit treasure, the Mysterious Light Magic Gourd.
Clearly, Sikong Yuanlie intended to consume his vitality once more to activate this treasure.
Seeing this, the others also attacked with all their strength.
On the other side, Xiao Hongying's delicate brows were tightly furrowed.
Faced with this ancient mirror, she felt an inexplicable unease.
Moreover, she vaguely felt that she had seen records related to the ancient mirror Ning Fa had produced somewhere before.
But this was not the time to investigate. She immediately tossed out the Blue Ring in her hand. As blue light blazed from it, the ring expanded to several zhang in size and, in a flash, descended toward Ning Fa's head.
At that moment, a violent roar of wind and thunder rang out.
An ancient Thunder Armor outside Ning Fa's body suddenly flew out amid intense lightning, expanding to more than ten zhang in size.
Lightning burst across its surface, while mysterious thunder patterns writhed rapidly as though they had come alive, radiating a primitive and immensely powerful aura. It was none other than the Xuan Shu Thunder Armor.
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