Rao Wangze, You're Too Arrogant! (2)

As the Taicheng imagery collapsed under the onslaught of the wind wall, Xu Xiaoshou's aura grew stronger.

At this moment, even the little bit of power that leaked out of his body made Water Ghost feel shocked.

The power of a Holy Emperor...

More than one type?

Xu Xiaoshou, can you take it?

"Boom!"

The Taicheng on the horizon finally collapsed.

The sky seemed to have been shattered by the loud explosion, and everything turned dark for a moment.

The wind wall was instantly blown away, and the sword image couldn't withstand the power of self-destruction and completely collapsed.

A blood-red figure and a sword that had lost its luster fell from the sky at the same time.

"Broken scroll."

Wangze Holy Emperor's voice was emotionless as he pointed at the Wind Rites Sutra.