บท 1128: Shayi Fails

"Yemo Shayi, compared with my uncle Dachi, your Dao is so much weaker!"

In Ji Hao’s red sun primordial spirit, other than the golden and silver Taiji diagram which was transformed from the golden silhouette and the silver silhouette, a circle of dark light was abruptly added. The sharp and dark light was even darker than a night, and seemed to devour everything like a black hole. From that endless darkness, a strange sense of destroying power released quietly, which could even bring people a soul-level fear.

Strands of black mist drifted out from Ji Hao’s body. His three eyes were pure and flawless, like crystals, but now, each of them was added with a mysterious dark circle. Ji Hao smilingly raised his right arm. Once, again, his right arm transformed into a long sharp sword, which looked exactly like the Taiji Divine sword.