Chương 765: Forget It Forget It

Al Zhongguang's Vital Energy injected into the Withering Sword which exploded out.

The streak of Time expanded by close to ten times as it turned into many streams in the World River, charging and flowing toward the Dragon Shadow. 

Beside Zhongguang, Xuanwei took out a small clock that flew into the sky as it ticked. When the sky darkened, the surrounding time was locked down.

"Time Technique, Withering, Fixed Eon Clock, so that was it!"

Looking at the situation, his lips curled and he felt a sense of enlightenment. 

Since they were using these two items, then this Old Man Dragon Shadow and the Sword Saint of the past had no chance of surviving.

Opposite him, Daoling Sect's Fenghua scoffed, his gaze was totally cold.

Since they knew that Dragon Shadow would personally descend on this area, then how could Daoling Vast Habitat not have a plan to deal with him?