The Three Heads and Six Arms divine skill was unleashed.
The power of the Pure White Saint's dharma suddenly surged.
"Boom! Boom!"
Six palms simultaneously extended, gripping the Yin Erosion Magic Sword tightly... In just an instant, the magic sword was shaken, with torrents of Yin Erosion Dao Intent cascading down like a waterfall, drenching the top of the Pure White Saint's head. All three heads lifted together, and although this dharma bore the name "Saint," it bore no resemblance to a saint. Under the blessing of "Three Heads and Six Arms" divine skill, the three heads resembled underworld ghosts, spewing out countless paper snow.
Seeing the magic sword shaken, Cui Zhen's expression darkened.
It had to be said that.
Lu Yuzhen not only had formidable means but also a keen eye.
This Yin Erosion Magic Sword was the foundation of Cui Zhen's various divine skills.
If it were to be removed just like this...
He would have already lost half the battle!
"Sunfall!"
