Amidst the clamor,
Lu Qingfeng swiped his hand around his waist, and seventy-two Golden Light Magic Swords immediately materialized in the air, arranged in all four directions. The sword light was rampant, transforming into ten thousand swords dancing wildly, continuously eroding the Divine Light and silver needles.
Boom, boom, boom!
The milky way rolled backwards, and the sword light formed a river.
As the two forces collided, they nearly collapsed the entire underground space. Amid the rumbling, numerous large rocks fell, either smashing onto the Golden Light Sword Array and being shattered to dust, or falling into the magma, merging with it with a bubbling sound.
The Golden Light Sword Array operated, resisting the silver river.
Yet, Divine Light still penetrated, and silver needles passed through.
"Taiyin Calamity Crossing Robe!"
