A Strange Beast of Chaos

Hong Meng only heard loud waves of wind sweeping beside his ears, and in an instant, he had flown out of the range of primordial qi. The suppressed sensation disappeared from his body, and his God Power had recovered. He took two heavy breaths, and knowing that he couldn't help, could only look nervously at the person over there.

Lonemoon had already rushed up holding his sword. Immediately, tens of thousands of sword arrays appeared. A sword rain covered the whole sky, and started gathering to form the look of a tornado, attacking right towards the Beast of Chaos.

Roar~

The Beast of Chaos made a loud roar. The sword arrays in the air stagnated. Lonemoon tightened the sword in his hand and directly broke through the sound wall and attacked inside. Yet at the instant the blade came in touch with the body of the Beast of Chaos, the God Power on the swords dissipated directly, and they dropped right from the sky.