Lu Ning walked in the fog for two thousand years. When he emerged, he found the world seemed to be sick.
The sun grew tentacles, the planets were covered in flesh and blood, the moon grew num...
The moment he landed, the sword light regained its speed and pressed down on the ground with the force of thunder.
The bronze-masked saint quickly accelerated, fleeing towards the area covered by the sword net.
His eyes were filled with horror.
Who would have thought they had a saint who was almost a demigod?!
Moreover, this saint is even more troublesome than the saint who possesses the power of light!
That saint will at least be affected by the power of time to some extent. In the battle just now, he and his companions used the power of time to cause considerable interference to that saint.
But this saint was completely unaffected by the power of time!
He had clearly extracted some of his lifespan from him, but he remained completely unchanged!
Not only that, his attack power is terrifying.
What on earth is this soul-stirring power that ignites with white flames?!
The power of this sword light is even stronger than that of the Saint of Light!
Where did this monster come from?
Based on their information about the Bureau of Mystery, they had never heard of such a powerful saint.
The bronze-masked saint's mind was racing as he pondered how to face the powerful saint before him.
It's a pipe dream for him to defeat this saint all by himself.
All he could do was stall for time, preventing the saint from having the opportunity to help the saint of light.
This saint can also absorb spiritual pollution.
If they were to reunite, it would be questionable how many of them could escape.