บท 940: World Formation

"Demon Sun!" Zhao Fu roared as he raised the demon sword, his eyes giving off an intense blood-red light as he looked at the enormous golden lion, his grin incredibly wicked.

A ray of demonic qi rushed into the sky as all of the demonic qi in the heavens and earth madly gathered, forming a sun that gave off demonic light. It gave off a demonic might that could shake the heavens, and at the same time, Zhao Fu's sword descended.

The golden lion's expression fell, and it tried to quickly dodge. However, a black sword light immediately flashed out, sending it flying tens of thousands of meters away. It then crashed onto the ground, opening up a massive crater. The ground continuously trembled, causing all of the leaves on the surrounding trees to fall.

A long gash appeared on the golden lion's chest, from which a large amount of golden blood flowed out. A look of pain appeared on the golden lion's face; this injury was not light at all.