บท 1258: Saint King of Gai

The head of the Shang clan—Shang Yan—saw thousands of arms blasting toward him, and retreated rapidly.

The Thousand Divine Arms stretched out. Each arm turned into a storm of vortex, wrapping the space within it as if there was nowhere to escape.

Shang Yan's hands condensed the seal. He stopped in his tracks. His body was radiant all over. The light of flames surrounded his entire body, protecting him.

The storm came in a great gulp as the two flames collided together, and he was directly sucked into the storm of the Thousand Divine Arms.

Boom. A horrific vortex of devouring power descended, and Shang Yan felt that the flames around him had now turned into currents of flames toward the other, and was swallowed up and melted madly.

The expression on his face was terrible. How could this be? he thought.