At this moment, the entire temple seemed to come to life. The pillars, roof, ground, and walls ... All squirmed, exposing the flesh-like texture. A dark-green Ghost claw quickly grew behind it and clawed at ning Wuye.
The ghostly claws were covered in inch-long needle hair. The tips of the claws were blue, and there was a faint fishy and sweet aura. It was awe-inspiring and terrifying.
Ning Wuye's expression did not change at all. He looked at Xi without moving his eyes.
He didn't care about the ghostly claws coming at him. Instead, he raised his sword and slashed at Xi from top to bottom.
"Slash!" &Quot; die! &Quot; ning Wuye shouted coldly, and a sharp sword Qi instantly slashed at Xi.
This sword Qi was like a pool of autumn water or a section of the moon. It was bright, pure, and condensed, but it contained a strong sword essence that was unstoppable.
The sword intent was pure and powerful, as hard as fine iron.