Sensing the fluctuations of the divine power, Yan Qianjue's expression turned solemn. Dark Evil's attack was no small matter. Just Su Zhengqing's formation alone would not be able to withstand it! The divine power in Yan Qianjue's hand condensed and the golden light slowly flowed into Yan Qianjue's palm. On Yan Qianjue's body, there were occasional flashes of golden light. The golden light formed a circle of light in Yan Qianjue's palm, and the light in it constantly condensed and expanded! In the end, the golden light circle the size of a purple snake's head was clearly engraved with various flying beasts, demons and ghosts. It was majestic!
An irresistible fear! Darkxie was alarmed and thought to herself, "What divine skill is this?!" The heavy and heavy words were not enough to describ
