"Stop him, stop him!!"
Zen Master Baoguan screamed in panic.
The strength displayed by the opponent terrified him.
That was no longer the aura that a Profound Immortal could exhibit!
The Supreme's eyes were complex as he shouted deeply:
"Celestial Soldiers, assemble!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Thousands of beams of golden light descended.
They formed row upon row of a shield array in the sky.
The fortune of the Imperial Dynasty painted the sky, making it appear golden red, dazzling like the sun hanging high.
The Sword Qi slashed by the Demon Sword became the only black light.
Like the Yellow River's waters descending from heaven, it poured towards the Celestial Dragon of Fortune and the Celestial Soldiers.
Even though they had formed their array.
They could not block this sword!
The strike of a Celestial Immortal was too terrifying; the power of the Demon Sword was equally horrifying.
Patches of golden light scattered.
