However, they had prepared for this day for many years. They had all kinds of treasures just in case.
"I'll clear the way,"he said in a deep voice."You guys are in charge of the two wings and the rear."
"Good!" The three of them replied.
Qingzhong Lou took out two swords, one gold and one black. They were both Spiritual Treasures of Fate called Yin-Yang Saint Swords. They were supreme treasures passed down from the ancient sacred land and were in the hands of every generation's Sacred Lord.
The combined power was comparable to a half-step nomological spirit treasure, a top-notch killing weapon.
"Follow me."
The Yinyang Saint Sword slashed out, sending down sharp sword lights. Each sword light was more than a thousand feet long, and they struck the tornadoes.
Wherever the sword light passed, no matter how strong the hurricane was or how terrifying the evil spirit was, it would all dissipate.
He took the lead and charged forward.