"Ha ha!"
"Bring it on!"
Upon seeing this, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but burst into laughter. The Shaoyang Daoist truly behaved recklessly, never learning his lesson. He dared to bring such an Immortal Artifact so close to his vicinity.
With a shake and a sway.
Above his head, red and white Divine Light immediately appeared.
The Divine Light swayed and harshly brushed down against the Shaoyang Sword, which shone like the aurora.
"Not good!"
The Shaoyang Daoist suddenly felt an emptiness in his heart, and when he wanted to recall the Shaoyang Sword, it was no longer under his control. In his rush to dodge the Soul Losing Desolate Bell, he had completely forgotten about the Five-Colored Divine Light.
In an instant, he lost a cherished treasure.
"Sun Daoist Brother!"
The Shaoyang Daoist shouted hastily towards the Sun Daoist, who was entangled in combat with the Zhu Rong and Gonggong Demon Gods in the distance.
