Immediately afterwards, the void with the two people at the center was instantly distorted. At the same time, the entire void could be seen dimming, and the wind was howling.
The next moment, the old man raised his hand and waved, and thousands of arrows transformed from true energy shot toward Ling Hao like rain, so densely packed that they covered the clouds and the sun.
"Half-step Heavenly Dao, you only have this little trump card? It's too weak!" Ling Hao's voice sounded.
After he finished speaking, he didn't say anything more.
Holding the Qilin Sword in his hand, it condensed into splitting the sky and slashed out with one strike!
Chapter completed!