The Shaxue Demon stared at the golden lightning falling from the void, a look of horror flashed in his eyes. A Yellow Level Upper Grade spell!
Even himself, the strongest spell he possessed was only a Yellow Level Mid Grade spell, and this person actually directly performed a Yellow Level Upper Grade spell?
And, why is this person's spell so powerful!
He watched the falling Thunder Palm, and the aura within him instantly surged to the peak, slicing down fiercely in front.
As the blade fell, in an instant, it seemed as if the entire world plunged into darkness, and the curved knife in his hand was a crescent moon, a blood-red crescent moon, formed of countless blood.
Then, in the next moment, the golden light erupted suddenly, and the thunderous light fell, seemingly breaking this square world in an instant, breaking the darkness.
