章節 4827: The Netherworld Dharma Formation

The might of the old Daoist's sword strike had actually injured him!

One must know that Di Qing was already a Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal, ranked at the peak. Even great Yan Immortals of the same realm could hardly injure him.

However, the old Daoist who claimed to have walked out of the Netherworld had injured him with just a casual sword strike.

Di Qing was not the only one. After Jian Wushuang destroyed the sword strike, the undisguisable Sword Intent also made his qi and blood boil.

This casual strike had injured them to varying degrees. Netherworld Old Daoist did not stop at all. He stabbed forward with his treasured True Sword again!

"Chengqi!" Di Qing chanted the incantation in a deep voice, and a huge beam of light that could not be covered surged from his back.

A pure-white crow appeared, and its eyes, which were as holy as a snow lotus, had a divine charm. Then, it crashed into the Netherworld Old Daoist.