This makes him immune to most attacks from the real world.

He made a "leap" with the help of the spiritual world of the people.

Although they were both weavers, Wang Shunkang, who had witnessed this magnificent divine attack with his own eyes, was much more clever.

He originally showed up to intercept Huang Qianliu, but now he couldn't care less.

He quickly unfolded his divine form, and the "natural disaster" reappeared here. The four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind intertwined, evolving into a flood, fire, and rain...

It finally freezes into a vast hurricane that connects the sky and the earth.

The hurricane spun rapidly, roaring and sweeping up the earth, and condensed into dazzling diamonds of various colors around it.

It guided the swords as gently as possible, causing them to begin rotating around the "eye of the storm" and, in the process, constantly hitting the diamonds against the sword edges.

Wang Shunkang tried to use this to stop Jianhe's attack.

The effect...

Not particularly ideal.

The long sword carries a "killing intent". As the "Sword River" rotates around the hurricane, the whistling winds are constantly being "killed"

This vast hurricane began to shrink visibly.

Even the dazzling diamonds were turned into sparkling powder by the continuous crisp sounds.

What made Wang Shunkang's situation even worse was that Huang Qianliu appeared in front of him again.

"Oh…"

Huang Qianliu's slender figure stood in mid-air, the corners of his clothes rustling in the hurricane's forceful force.

He "jumped" to the back of the "Long Sword Torrent" and looked coldly at the enemy who had just intercepted him.

"Boy, do you want me to help you?"

As these teasing words were spoken, dark mental lightning surged towards the hurricane standing between heaven and earth.

Kill him while he is ill!

For a moment, the hurricane was filled with cold light and lightning, and dark clouds appeared in the sky and suddenly descended.

Boom...crack!

Wang Shunkang's painful expression appeared on the hurricane.

At the northernmost end, facing the last "Sword River", which was also the heaviest torrent, the God of Slaughter did not retreat at all.

He did not try to rely on numbers to fight Meng Yi's sword. Instead, he grew six pairs of arms, holding twelve scimitars, which danced around his ferocious figure in an impenetrable manner.

Kill to kill!

clang clang clang clang…

The roar of swords clashing suddenly exploded in the wilderness.

Two equally powerful boiling murderous intentions entangled with each other, one crazy, the other sharp.

For a moment, Meng Yi single-handedly suppressed the opponent's three first-level fighters.

Moreover, his real body appeared quietly and rushed forward in the air again.

whoosh~

Not far away, six weavers had just escaped from Meng Yi's clutches when they were targeted by Zhu Hongyu.

A long whip made of connected sharp blades suddenly grew longer, crossed a long distance, and circled around the neck of a weaver.

This is a weaver who follows the path of ritual magic. For some reason, weavers who follow this path are generally weaker.

As the long whip closed like a circular guillotine, a head shot up into the sky.

Seeing that he had succeeded, Zhu Hongyu snorted in disdain.

Crash...

The silver-white chains of order tried hard to help block the rescue of other weavers, and Sha Cang, who was on the top of the Tower of Supervision, breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it looks like we can win.

"You and I must stop these people and prevent them from interfering with Meng Yi."

Although he didn't understand why Meng Yi improved so quickly, it didn't prevent him from making the right choice.

The sharp blade and long whip were retracted, and Zhu Hongyu nodded coldly.

With a whoosh, Meng Yi flew over her head and pointed to the location of the God of Killing!