"This magic artifact..."
Ao Xuan's complexion turned to one of horror, the power of this treasure was clearly beyond any Golden Core, opening his mouth he spat out a pair of dragon horns to block, while his figure explosively retreated hundreds of feet.
Boom... Boom... Boom...
When the Imperial Seal descended, the black dragon-tyrant let out a pitiful scream, bursting into nine blood blossoms in mid-air.
The Xuan Huang divine light spread out like ripples, any water demon that it touched, in an instant their flesh twisted and broke into pieces, with one strike, five hundred perished.
"Damn it! A Spiritual Treasure!"
Ao Xuan let out a long howl to the heavens, transforming into a hundred-feet black dragon, roaring angrily, "Four fellow daoists, let's attack together, this scoundrel is only at the Golden Core Early Stage, he can't activate it many times."
"Let's attack together."