Chapitre 2623: If you talk too much nonsense, you'll end up miserable.

"Six myriad tribulation banners, it's actually six myriad tribulation banners. Who are you?" The old man cried out in alarm. He no longer dared to act arrogantly as he drew his sword.

Before he could make a move, an endless power, like a giant net, enveloped him from all directions and kept tightening.

"Heavenly net technique!" "Die!" Ling Chuxi shouted softly. Her two hands formed several hand seals at the same time, and then she suddenly put them together.

The old man felt his body become heavy as the sword in his hand became as heavy as a thousand catties, making it difficult for him to control it freely. He finally understood what Zi Yin and the others had felt earlier.

"Thunderclap ninth heaven, technique!" Following Ling Chuxi's clear shout, a pillar of lightning descended from the sky.

Sword intent soared into the sky, black light flashed, spell lights were illusionary, and Thunder shook the sky!