"Pfft!"
Under the indescribable, terrifying power, Jian Wushuang retreated crazily and his arms exploded!
The Eternal Night Kingdom formed by the Eternal Night swordsmanship was shattered!
"What kind of power is this?" Jian Wushuang looked over in shock.
The Golden Crow Prince's eyes were tightly shut and his energy was extremely weak. He was on the verge of death and seemed like he would die at any moment.
However, behind him, countless flames suddenly surged.
The flame gathered behind him and slowly turned into a human figure. He then reached out his hands and lifted the Golden Crow Prince up.
The flaming figure's face could not be seen clearly, but it had a pressure that could make the world lose its color and make all races submit to it!
The pressure was extremely terrifying. Under the pressure, Jian Wushuang's divine body could not help but be torn apart.