Luck

Before the old man could react, he saw the scattered golden specks of light turn into golden threads and burrow into his body.

The old man's expression changed, and countless tiny divine sense attacks rushed to his mind. Caught off guard, he felt a sharp pain in his mind, and his mind was in chaos.

Looking at this unbelievable scene, even Yue Jianqing was slightly stunned, and her movements also slowed down.

"What are you waiting for? kill him!" Ling Chuxi shouted.

Yue Jianqing suddenly came back to her senses and used the flower rain thousand illusions with all her might.

"Not good!" Realizing that something was wrong, the old man bit the tip of his tongue and circulated his vital Qi to attack The Phantom spirit insect that was flying in his meridians. However, at this moment, Ling Chuxi's grey abyss sword technique, the thunderclap ninth heaven, and Yue Jianqing's flower rain thousand illusions had already arrived in front of him.