But it's no use!
That vast ray of light, more dazzling than ten suns, hit the Hand of Death with a roar, instantly evaporating all the energy in this magic weapon's hand. Without this energy, the Hand of Death instantly shrunk from the size of a mountain peak.
It reached twice the size of a normal human being, or even less than one percent of its original size, and then was blown away.
The third line of defense is Yang Ji's magma crocodile.
This bronze blood weapon showed its true form, a huge fire-attribute crocodile-shaped monster lying across the void, hiding Yang Ji's entire body.
If Wei Boyang wants to deal with Yang Ji, he must first deal with this black giant magma crocodile!
Boom!
In just an instant, the arrow that burned the sky and boiled the sea, destroyed everything, wrapped in endless light, and fell hard on Yang Ji's magma crocodile!
"Roar!"
A shrill scream tore through the world, and under the gaze of countless people, Yang Ji used a magical weapon to transform into a giant crocodile. It suppressed its head and let out a roar of extreme pain and injury. The huge body trembled obviously. (To be continued.)
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Chapter completed!