Just as Wang Xiaoqiang finished arming himself, Qin Mingzhu, at the head of the Phoenix Chariot Formation, shouted delicately, "Star-Piercing Crossbows, fire!"
Instantly, from each of the five hundred chariots, bolts inscribed with star pattern talismans were launched.
They showered like rain, shooting towards Wang Xiaoqiang.
The Star-Piercing Crossbow's bolts carried star spell talismans, incomparable to ordinary crossbow bolts. They are dozens of times stronger than those imbued with spiritual energy.
The Star-Piercing Crossbow can shatter stars!
Whizz, whizz, whizz, whizz, whizz...
The dense sound of air being sliced echoed, and when the bolts enveloped in Ling Feng's momentum struck the True Dragon of the Flame, the flames on the True Dragon of the Flame exploded with a bang, filling the sky with firelight, resembling a volcanic eruption. The blistering flames, like a furnace, melted the myriad Star-Piercing Crossbows into a molten state, ultimately turning into nothing.
