Each magic sword burst out its own power, and various colors of light gathered together, condensed into a lightsword and fell from the sky.

Shi Shenzong gritted his teeth and used the sword spirit again. This time, he tried all the spiritual power in his body.

In an instant, a giant flaming sword flashed and collided with all the magic swords.

A deafening terrifying explosion sounded, and a strong light burst out, making everyone's vision pale.

The sound disappears and the eardrum ruptures.

It was like the creation explosion that had just begun in heaven and earth, which made everything lose its color and noise.

Zhou Xuanji almost fainted, feeling that his body no longer belonged to him and fell down uncontrollably.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to mobilize the world map to provide him with spiritual power, so he finally stabilized his figure.

The strong light dissipated, and the bright world became dark, and the earth was filled with dust, covering the sky and the sun, unable to see things.

Zhou Xuanji took a deep breath and could feel the breath of Shi Shenzong.

He flew over immediately.

At this moment, he was already at the end of his strength and his flight speed was very slow.

It took him a long time before he came to Shi Shenzong.

In the huge pit, Shi Shenzong half-kneeled on the ground, holding the Holy Dao Sword in both hands, and the sword blade pierced into the soil, helping him stabilize his wounded body and not falling down.
Chapter completed!