"Explode!"
A batch of grassmen charged towards the Jiuyou God, constantly exploding.
Smoke and dust filled the sky, instantly engulfing the body of the Jiuyou God.
"The smoke has no harm, the Jiuyou God's aura hasn't declined much," Zhao Xing pondered, stroking his chin. "This set of Grassman attacks I had during my fifth rank period now turns into Prince Battle Method against the Jiuyou God, such a powerful innate creature."
"Nine Nether · Yin Erosion!"
The Jiuyou God opened his mouth and spat, forming a strand of black energy into a black light sword, soon the first sword, the second sword...
For however many grassman avatars there were, he conjured that many light swords.
"Slash, slash, slash!"
The black light swords around the Jiuyou God moved like swimming dragons, quickly piercing through one grassman after another, reducing the number of grassmen in the sky rapidly.
