Chapter 848 Purple Sky Divine Thunder Spear

Su Xinghe did not dare to take it head-on, and controlled the Shadow Soul Devouring Tower to resist with all his strength.

The Shadow Soul Devouring Tower released the power of the shadow and collided with the chaotic thunder power of the Purple Thunder Spear, making a deafening roar, and the surrounding space was distorted and deformed, forming a series of black vortices.

After Zhao Yun got the spear, although he could not fully control the Purple Thunder Spear, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his offensive became more and more fierce.

He exerted all his skills, and the Purple Thunder Spear in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea, and each strike contained powerful power.

Su Xinghe gradually found it difficult to resist, and the light of the Shadow Soul Devouring Tower became dimmer.

Prince Kang, who was not far away, looked at the Heaven-grade Purple Thunder Spear in Zhao Yun's hand, and was stunned.

He thought to himself, how could such a Heaven-grade magic weapon suddenly appear in Wanze City?

Could it be that there is some extremely powerful backer or secret opportunity behind the Wanze Gate?

The rise of Wanzemen was too abrupt and unbelievable.

This is definitely not a good thing for the Dagan Dynasty.

If Wanzemen is allowed to develop like this, it will become a serious problem in the future.

He prayed in his heart that Lin Bingchun and Dagan's reinforcements would arrive quickly.

He even sent out several emergency communication symbols again.

At this time, Zhao Wushan had successfully defeated a strong man in the early stage of the Divine Realm of Xuantian Temple.

He turned around and rushed to the other people in Xuantian Temple again.

The people in Xuantian Temple had to separate one person to resist Zhao Wushan's attack.

This strong man in the middle stage of the Divine Realm of Xuantian Temple had just fought against the Chaos Divine Thunder and consumed a lot of spiritual power. At this time, facing Zhao Wushan's attack, he seemed a little powerless.

Zhao Wushan saw the right time, the lightning on the Zixiao Sword became stronger, and he chopped down with a sword. The strong man could only use the magic weapon in his hand to resist in a hurry.

But he couldn't easily resist the power of the Purple Sky Sword. With a crisp sound of breaking, his magic weapon broke.

Then he was hit by the sword energy, and a deep wound appeared on his chest, and blood flowed.

He was still vulnerable in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm.

Seeing this, Prince Kang's eyes were once again filled with shock.

The three people from Wanze Gate actually beat several Spiritual Realm masters from Xuantian Hall without any ability to fight back.

Prince Kang knew the power of Xuantian Hall, and each of its Spiritual Realm masters was not an ordinary person.

But now he was so embarrassed in front of the three people from Wanze Gate, which forced him to re-examine the situation in front of him.

He secretly thought about whether to join the battle, and together with Xuantian Hall, first deal with the three people from Wanze Gate, and then settle the feud with Xuantian Hall.

He was now afraid that before the reinforcements of Da Gan arrived, all the people from Xuantian Hall would be dealt with by Wanze, and then turn around to deal with them.

The Chaos Divine Thunder Art of the black-robed shopkeeper continued to bombard the defense shield of the people in Xuantian Palace. The shield was already shaky under the powerful thunder force, and the cracks on it were as dense as spider webs.

Zhao Wushan relied on the power of the Purple Sky Sword, and his sword skills became more and more fierce. The sword energy was crisscrossed. Another Xuantian Palace Divine Realm strongman was seriously injured by him, spitting blood and staggering.

The black-robed shopkeeper did not stop, and continued to control the thunder snake to attack the remaining people in Xuantian Palace.

After Zhao Wushan dealt with one person, he continued to rush towards the people in Xuantian Palace, preparing to defeat them one by one.

Su Xinghe gradually felt exhausted in the fierce confrontation with Zhao Yun.

Although his Shadow Soul Devouring Tower was the treasure of the palace, it had been severely damaged in the previous attack on the Hualing blockade formation. Now facing Zhao Yun's increasingly fierce offensive, it was becoming increasingly difficult to support.

He was anxious, but he had no choice but to hope that other Xuantian Palace strongmen could turn the tide.

However, Zhao Wushan was unstoppable on the battlefield. With the powerful force of the Purple Sky Sword and his own superb swordsmanship, he defeated another late-stage master of the Divine Realm of the Xuantian Palace.

Su Xinghe was a little flustered when he saw this.

How could Zhao Yun miss this great opportunity? He shook his Purple Sky Divine Thunder Spear, and the tip of the spear flashed with dazzling cold light, stabbing towards Su Xinghe like a meteor.

Su Xinghe didn't have time to completely stabilize his body, so he could only force the Shadow Soul Devouring Tower to resist.

The Shadow Soul Devouring Tower collided with the spear again. This time, the runes on the Shadow Soul Devouring Tower flickered, as if it could not bear the weight, and the tower body trembled slightly.

"Your treasure of the palace is just like this. Today is your death day!" Zhao Yun shouted, and the attack of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Spear in his hand became more and more fierce, and the spear shadow swept towards Su Xinghe like a storm.

Su Xinghe was extremely anxious, and he knew that his current situation was extremely dangerous.

The Shadow Soul Devouring Tower was severely damaged, and most of his spiritual power was consumed, but Zhao Yun became more and more courageous.

But as the master of the branch hall of Xuantian Hall, he must not retreat here.

So he gritted his teeth and took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it. This was a high-level pill that could quickly restore spiritual power.

As the pill entered his stomach, a warm current spread in his body, and his spiritual power began to recover slowly.

"Want to turn the tables with pills? It's not that easy!" Zhao Yun noticed Su Xinghe's intention, and the spear's attack did not decrease, but became more fierce.

The tip of the spear drew strange arcs in the air, as if forming a small spiritual power vortex, covering Su Xinghe.

Su Xinghe was terrified and wanted to dodge but it was too late. He could only watch the spear approaching.

At this critical moment, he suddenly abandoned the Shadow Soul Devouring Tower and his body quickly retreated backwards.

Although he avoided the fatal blow, his chest was still scratched by the tip of the gun, and his clothes were stained with blood.

The Shadow Soul Devouring Tower lost Su Xinghe's control, and its light suddenly dimmed, and it was shaky in mid-air.

Zhao Yun saw this, and he raised the Purple Thunder Spear in his hand, and a ray of lightning shot out, hitting the Shadow Soul Devouring Tower accurately.

With a loud bang, the Shadow Soul Devouring Tower was blown away, and the runes on the tower body instantly dimmed a lot, and even some of them began to crack, obviously it had suffered heavy damage.

A heavenly-grade top-grade magic weapon was destroyed just like that.

Su Xinghe's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

He didn't expect that he would be defeated so badly today. Not only did he fail to break through the defense of Wanze City, but he also almost lost his life, and even the treasure of the palace was destroyed.

In this battle, Xuantian Palace had already lost.

At this time, Zhao Wushan and the black-robed shopkeeper had also beaten the remaining strong men of Xuantian Palace to pieces.

All the powerful people in the Divine Realm of Xuantian Palace fell to the ground with serious injuries, and their previous arrogance had long gone.

When Prince Kang saw this scene, he was shocked beyond words.

He was still hesitating whether to join the battle, but now he was glad that he did not act rashly.

The strength of Wanzemen was far beyond his imagination. If he had rushed forward with the people of the Dagan Dynasty, he would probably have ended up like Xuantian Palace.

"What is going on with Wanzemen? Why did it suddenly become so powerful?"

Prince Kang muttered to himself, his eyes full of doubts and worries.

Zhao Yun stood majestically on the battlefield with the Purple Thunder Spear in his hand.

He looked at Su Xinghe with a cold gaze, and everything should be over.