Although Yue Qianhua luckily broke through the eight-level bottleneck and is now in the ninth-level realm, the difference between level nine and level ten sounds like only one level, but the distance between them is as vast as clouds and mud. When Xuan Tianzi's palm power roared out, Yue Qianhua felt that all the hairs on her body stood on end, and her heart was filled with deep fear. Not to mention Shen Daojun and others, under the power of Emperor Xuan, they all remained silent, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"No wonder Emperor Xuan dares to be so unscrupulous. If it weren't for Qin Shaoxia and the sect leader was seriously injured, all of us combined would have no choice but to be slaughtered by him." In just the blink of an eye, the mark on Shen Daojun's forehead , there were already layers of sweat beads.
"What will Young Master Qin do?" Yue Qianhua looked directly at Qin Dong with her eyes, not daring to blink.
The moment Xuan Tianzi's spiritual power roared out, Qin Dong's hand behind his back came out and was held flat in front of his chest. The bright lights, flying freely under Qin Dong's thoughts, turned into a silver spear that was several feet long and thicker than the blade of a fist. The whole body shone with silver light, and only the tip of the spear showed the color of pure gold. , floating in the air, domineering, so majestic.
As soon as this spiritual power spear came out, it immediately knocked down Xuan Tianzi's bucket-like spiritual power light beam. Not only the aliens, but the power contained within them is also incomparable. [
Emperor Xuan didn't expect that Qin Dong's movement would be so shocking even if he didn't move. When the silver spear began to show its power, Emperor Xuan immediately felt a strong uneasiness in his heart like wildly growing weeds. Not daring to be any more confident, he gritted his teeth and poured all the unused spiritual power in his body into the light pillar, using all his strength.
When Qin Dong saw this, he sneered and said faintly, "It's too late!"
"What?" Xuan Tianzi exclaimed, Qin Dong slapped his right palm in the air, and a silver spear swept the world, instantly bringing out a bolt of lightning and thousands of shadows, and stabbed directly at Xuan Tianzi's palm.
The golden spear head bloomed with golden cold light. At first glance, it looked like a sky full of stars, dazzling and eye-catching. Such a gorgeous offensive was unheard of by Shen Daojun and Yue Qianhua, and they held their breaths at the same time.
When the power of the silver spear really took effect, Emperor Xuan realized how he had underestimated Qin Dong, and he could not help but feel panic in his heart. But at this time, retreating meant waiting for death. He had no other choice but to hold on.
The silver gun and the beam of light collided fiercely in the air, and the dull explosion sound was like a close-knit thunder. It shook the spectators such as Shen Daojun and Yue Qianhua, and they all felt depressed. Ears buzzing.
"Okay! Emperor Xuan is going to be in bad luck now!" Although Xiao Siteng was seriously injured, his eyes were not blind, and his eyes were as sharp as ever. Just when the two collided, he already had a clear judgment in his heart. Regardless of his injuries, he excitedly clapped his legs and shouted.
Just as Xiao Siteng had judged, Emperor Xuan was in bad luck and suffered a big loss. His so-called spiritual power was simply vulnerable to Qin Dong's power of chaos. The pillar of spiritual power as thick as a bucket was just like that. Like paper, under the piercing of the silver spear and the dots of golden light in the sky, it shattered and was annihilated in the void one by one. Emperor Xuan tried every means to remedy the situation, but the result only made him more miserable.