บท 553: 461 Art of Transformation Competition_1

The golden-robed figure spurred his spell, and the massive golden blade blazed with dazzling golden light, shooting straight toward the golden lightning.

Longyue spurred his spell, the purple Banner Flag surging with an abundance of purple flames. The purple flames tumbled and surged, and a massive purple Fire Flood Dragon flew out from within, charging at the golden lightning with astounding heatwaves in tow.

A gale whipped up behind the golden-robed man as Shen Long emerged, covered in dust and dirt, seemingly unaffected.

"You took a direct hit from the Geng Thunder Talisman and nothing happened?"

The golden-robed man exclaimed in shock, his face draining of color.

Before he could evade, a loud bell sound rang out.

The body of the golden-robed man shuddered, feeling as if his Divine Soul was being torn apart, his entire being nearly disintegrating.

A pair of fists shimmering with silver light smashed onto the man's Protective Spirit Light, shattering it instantly.