Under such a terrifying sound attack, Lin Xuan's sword energy shattered into pieces and turned into countless divine fires and immortal energy, scattered in all directions.

So powerful.

The body of the True Son of God is cold.

The people on the side of the Wushuang Immortal Clan also took a breath of cold air: The formation that this man set up with his hands was so terrifying.

If the other party has any powerful trump cards, it will be even more devastating.

It seemed that the other party could defeat Lin Wudi without them taking action.

It's useless. Use your true power. Your normal attacks are no match for me.

Qin Wuyan said lightly.

Okay, as you wish.

Lin Xuan also knew that the other party was a peerless enemy, a more terrifying powerhouse than the descendant of the Immortal Palace.
Chapter completed!