For no reason, the fighting spirit in Jiang Chengxuan's heart suddenly woke up.
The blood in his body seemed to be surging crazily.
Ever since his Golden Core tribulation, he had not experienced the feeling of being on the verge of death and having nowhere to escape for a long time.
At this moment, Jiang Chengxuan no longer held back.
Behind him, green, red, yellow, white, and blue light suddenly soared into the sky.
With a swoosh, the light instantly swept past the White Bone Sword and finally landed on the Lord of Blood.
In an instant, the power of the White Bone Sword was decreased by 30%.
Even the aura around the Lord of Blood, who was hiding in the huge skull, fell by 30%.
This shocked him beyond words.
This was the first time he had seen such a method that could reduce one's strength by 30%, even though he had more than a thousand years of experience.