"Golden light, ten thousand feet."
Lin Zhirong's expression changed as he watched the darkness engulf the world.
With a light shout, he activated his metal-type martial soul and drew a line in the air with one hand.
The golden light was ten thousand feet tall, instantly negating the darkness in front of him, and his figure quickly retreated.
Bei Minxue also took advantage of this golden light to dodge, leaving far away from the darkness.
After the two of them left, they looked worriedly into the darkness. This dark area was hundreds of miles wide.
They did not know how Li Lingtian was doing inside. Even though they were Martial God powerhouses, they were simply courting death in the face of darkness. They did not expect the azure-robed scholar to possess the Dark Dao Intent.
" I wonder if Sir Ling Tian can dispel this Dao Intent of Darkness? "