The fan behind the wind in Master Long Qie's hand suddenly bloomed!

Countless feathers shot out and intertwined into a shield, blocking the invisible needle!

The collision between ancient treasures and ancient treasures!

It was like a thunder from the sky exploding, causing the spirit boat to tremble.

The colorful light and white power surged in all directions like a tidal wave.

Like the wind and the remaining clouds, it directly overturned Tu Xiuxuan and the others.

The deck of the spirit boat was crumbling and turned into powder!

The surrounding seawater is surging wildly, rising into the sky, as if flowing backwards towards the sky!

The first collision, the overflowing power was devastating!

Tu Xiuxuan and the others, who were overturned, all used their defensive weapons one after another, and were violently swept by the power of these two colors.

These monks in the alchemy stage are gritting their teeth and resisting.

It is unbelievable that this is a terrifying battle between a late-stage Dan Formation and an early-stage Nascent Soul!

only!

The battle between each other has just begun!

Long Qie's face was distorted and he gritted his teeth as he continued to cast spells with both hands.

Controlling the ancient treasure Wind Queen Divine Fan, it turned into feathers and invisible needle magic weapons, and in the blink of an eye, they fought with each other for hundreds of rounds!

"Who are you?"

"Why is your spiritual consciousness comparable to that of a great monk in the late Nascent Soul?!"

Long Qiezhen let out a hysterical roar.

Facing the Jingting Thorn, he lost an extremely precious spiritual defense magic weapon, and the sea of ​​consciousness... was also penetrated!

Being a Nascent Soul cultivator made him feel ashamed!
Chapter completed!